Understand My Dreams

Dreams fingernails

I was learning to hunt, and my father told me to show no mercy, and to just kill it. I guess, to ignore the bad feeling I got when doing it. So I was going towards a bird, sitting on a rock and eating, underneath shallow water. I went up to it, and slashed my hand across its belly. I ripped out its innards, and I could feel its heart beating against my hand before it died. I think I got rid of the part I ripped out, and took the rest of the dead body home. I may have gone back for the rest, but when I took it home, it was gone. For the rest of the dream, I felt the innards of the bird in my fingernails. It was wet and gooey, and I think it was white / yellow / clear, even though I suppose it should have been red.

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