*snickr*

Dreamt I was hiding out in among the invaders - they wore white armor in endless variety and every one one of them carried a grief so painful that their life’s purpose was to destroy the world. I hid inside my borrowed armor and struggled to communicate a constant state of silent rage. I saw so many people killed. Later, I found my mate and we held each other in bed while listening to the creatures around us shuffling from one room to another.