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This dream occurred in May 2008:

I had a dream about a woman with bright red hair and very, very pale skin. She was some sort of movie star, who was in love with an Austin Powers-esque adventurer/detective. She was a dancer, performing a dance on stage, it was beautiful and the costume she was wearing was made of mica or black glass. It didn't harm her, but it was sharp. When her boyfriend went to embrace her after the performance, it cut him to pieces. She had an elixir that was like the elixir of life, which was carried in a vase. She had used it once before to bring him back to life, but barely had a second dose left. She sprinkled it all over the chunks of him that were left, but barely had a drop for the last piece. She cried and tried to coax it out of the vase, but finally succeeded.

This was followed by a dream about my German professor taking my classmates and I on a trip through Germany. He was lecturing us on our grammar, and me in particular on a mistake I constantly made while conjugating certain verbs. We were traveling in trams that hung from a wire, they were open to the air and had red roofs. All of my classmates were in one, while I was in the other. Their tram stopped, but mine continued going - I was worried that I would get separated from them, but not terribly worried about being alone. I arrived at the next station, which was a building on top of a very tall pillar, and my classmates soon arrived as well. I stood in line, trying to figure out what I could eat off the menu in the station's cafeteria that wouldn't make me sick, and figured out that I could create a makeshift hot-fudge sundae from various menu items. Then, the dream ended.