Dream Two: Escapist Rain Yonder

For the longest time never recording this tome and tell. But finally, one morning-I was running.
Through the wilderness of a museum mall and escape with fellows in yellow yonder- military in consort and in attack. I found myself in this collapsing chaos and rampart of military tanks in assemble and distant trouble and fellow consorts in the engaging fire of battle. This was a life.
Never would be one in which I would ever forget.