A man we know to have black hair may appear with white hair in our dreams. Is that not strange, and is it not stranger still that he is riding on a horse fashioned from twigs and leaves? This horse will run tomorrow in a stakes race. This horse will take the lead down the homestretch, only to fall a few feet short of the finish line. His leg is broken. He will have to be destroyed. Birds land on him to protect him. Flowers bloom from his joints. Fruits blister up from the holes that once were his eyes. But none of this has happened yet, which is why the man with white hair is smiling. In real life, with real black hair, he is a grouch.
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