Then there was some sudden fairy tale.

In a slightly desolated tract a cool retro car is parked, and here is a stone tower in the middle of the street next to a deep water pond with flooded steps into it, mountains all around.

Through the water I see silt, someone's… finger, someone's… foot. Such an ominous reservoir as of the Brothers Grimm’s tales. I might feel thrilled, that’s totally explainable, oh yeah, I would rather do too, but that’s… okay, I feel that other things will soon distract me from your fears.

A white duck, a black cat, some other creature. Who is it? A big female spider or a queen snake, hissing, laying on a tower’s door pediment. Their forms are transitioning and merging, it’s the one first and then the latter.

Some mystery is here, something had happened, they did some kind of action, can you feel this tension? Expectations… I am here to perform something.

Suddenly the cat jumps into the pond. Beautiful and graceful jump. Sound of splashes, circles on the dark dense water, and silence again. The cat dives to the bottom and curls up. See, she gets asleep. Transition starts again -  at a certain moment the cat is a red fox actually, and then again - that black fluffy cat.

Here’s the duck, together we go to the third creature — that big spider or the snake. The creature’s energy is perceived as not scary but like everyone’s else here.

Both the duck and this creature tell a reason that I need to dive or do something to get the black cat back.

I agree, and moreover I wish to.

Art credit: ‘black cat pond dream’ by me.