Candle shrine

Date: 6/2/2019

I am walking with a boy through the snow. Lots of little cottages like where my grandmother lives- it’s very quiet and quaint. We walk to one of the houses that has a grey stone building near it. We enter the building. Above us is a kind of lattice ceiling (almost like honeycomb) that hundreds of candles are being burned on top of. The white wax is dripping through the ceiling onto the ground. I realize at some point this is a shrine. Maybe there was an altar. There is a bookshelf where old old books are being stored. Behind them are magic and occult books. This must have been a lucid dream because I remember telling myself “when you wake up remember it’s important to learn Spanish.” That’s all I can remember.