It’s came to me from a dream I had this morning.

I met anthropomorphic swan, she was beautiful. We hung out at a near empty restaurant, we chat for a bit and I gave her my belongings to her as a gift. She questions my whereabouts and my wrongdoings was hesitant to not answer at first, but I gave it a go. She was a bit underwhelmed of the response, I thought she expected me to unleash more skeletons in the closet. I then continued to follow up the question only for her approval and not because I was ashamed of my bad deeds. The restaurant manager came up to me and asked me to leave. I told her no because I did not know her or what I did wrong to make her ask this way, she then gave me the stink eye because she thought I was lying as a defense mechanism. I then attacked and ripped her face apart with everyone watching, including the swan. The swan took me out of the restaurant with the belongings on one hand and my wrist on the other. She told me she appreciated me for my honesty gratitude, but she does not feel safe around me because of what had occurred, even prior to the assault. I watched her disappear into the thick blue mist and I find myself alone at a graveyard. It was dark, blue, and somewhat familiar. A lot of the graves were tail and ancient, and the scent of cold air hit me like a hijacked bus. It reminded me of some place I used to visit…a dark place. I find myself wandering around the graveyard, only to stumble upon an empty tombstone with the phrase “YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS LIE HERE. BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME” written on the grave.

Was that grave meant for me? Am I in fault for being a dangerous person?