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Prompt: distinctive Dream
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Here it was again that damn dream. It's always the same, running, fighting, and of course death. Usually their own death, sometimes a loved one. It always was a dark palace of course, and why wasn't it it was their childhood home. First their was laughter, usually. His little brother, sometimes him as a kid others as an adult in a sinister like why. Then it was the running from the palace sometimes with nothing but a sword, other times with a small pack. Then they catching him and the fighting the begins. Finally the painful death with the horrible wake up.

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Surprise it's Grian.