I dreamt about a little tiger this time with the same color fur in the moonlight which was also shining. My wanderer state in the labyrinth of my subconscious, instinctively I fed it, without realization that such food is of a monster nature. Every day, I must have given it a fruit or vegetable, full of ignorance of its health regression .
Weeks by weeks, the cub loses strength; it’s normal playful behavior changes into lethargy. I dreamt that I had got wrapped up amidst nature and was unable to help a cub in its sickness when its emaciated thing lay lifeless upon the forest floor.
When I woke up on the morning of the 6th of April, my heart was filled with nothing, but grief. I understood what I was about to face. Even in dreams one may have a path of cause and effect. Such a visual of the night school, in turn, demonstrated that good intentions are not enough: knowledge and understanding should be the first steps in the avoidance of unforeseen consequences.
Thank You 😊
Amazing write up. Keep writing ❤️