In a land far, far away… There was a dying king of many lands, he had a daughter and a son, his daughter was exceptional, she could do everything virtuously, his son in the other hand was thin and young, with big rounded glasses but he was very intelligent, fearing his destiny, the boy went to his father who was very weak and old, claiming for something because his sister was going to take everything for her… So the king says: “Well… I’ll teach you a method, come here”, the king teaches a cryptographic method to encode things in figures like that:
- Draw an imaginary line at the middle, now draw something in the left and reflected in the right.
- Put some stuff only in one half.
- Fold it in a recursive pattern and start again.
So the king start to draw a beautiful landscape and gives to the child, saying that there was the codes to a safe-house, so he could go there when his father dies.
(Of course the cryptography doesn’t work, I just dreamed this way)
After this point the dream just shifted to another reality…
The daughter transformed in an ugly witch, smash a car, transform into a bat and fly away, the guy of the car transforms into a bird and starts to chase her but she manage to escape.
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