I had a dream in August of a man and woman having a meeting in the front lawn of an estate at twilight. After discussing the accounts of a shadowy figure witnessed around town, he leaves and the woman rides out to town and encounters the shadowy figure walking down into an entrance going underground. I mean, the plot wasn't as incredible as the visuals involved. I could see how delicately her hair was gathered at the nape of her neck underneath the felted hat. Everything was gleaming and twinkling quietly with fireflies. It was just very magical---I woke up so peacefully.