It was a beautiful day. A morning when the dew was still on the roses.
The clouds above was a light gray. The light from heaven penetrated through
The clouds as if it was day. It was the end of a dream and knock on the door that seem to awake me from that dream.
The dream took place in my own home as I was sitting on the couch. A utility worker begin his work from the outside. Digging a trench to replace a line running from the city sewage line, to the lines in and under the house. While digging a trench, the sands begin to move.
The moving sands increase it speed and the flow of the sand seem to be constantly increasing to where the worker was talking to me the sand reach the house. The first part of the house tile down as if it was moving under the house. I told the worker that I had three guess in the house.
A grandfather and two small children that I must get out. The house is now at a
15 degree pitch, I went back in to help the grandfather out first, the utility worker help me as I lower him down.
The next to get out was the two small kids. Just as I went in the house the sands move again while the house pitch became greater. I pick up the two kids and begin to make my way to the door. I could see myself lower the kids down as everything seem to shift they were all safe. We look at the house as the sand continued to flow underneath.
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