I had a weird dream last night which is odd because I rarely remember my dreams.
In the dream I was married or in a relationship with some woman I have never seen before irl. She went missing and everyone in our families started looking for her. After awhile I finally found her in a round snowy clearing being mauled by wolves. I chased the wolves away and took stock of her, she was missing all her limbs and her face had been heavily gnawed on to the point where she didn't have her nose anymore. I felt profoundly sad at seeing her like this, not because she was now ugly or maimed or anything superficial but because I couldn't do anything to prevent the pain and future pains she would go through.
Once I got her safe I stayed in the clearing and felt nothing but rage. I hunted down the wolves that had done that to her but my rage wouldn't subside I began hunting everything in those woods even the gentlest of creatures seemed to be warped and violent. I would use firearms at times, knives and my bare hands at other times. Time seemed to be stuck at a little past sunset and the day never seemed to change it was winter but I never felt the cold. Eventually my brother started helping me and I felt ashamed to drag him into my violence.
Then I woke up, I don't know why I dreamed this scenario specifically, I have great respect for animals and the natural world and try to avoid harming or killing animals unnecessarily. And I highly
doubt I would ever kill a wolf, unless absolutely necessary. But the dream was just violence, regret, rage, and shame.
