This is a recurring vision which started over two years ago.
A great circular hall, enormous pillars and arches holding up great walls of stone as the sun shines in through the roof. the floor is a great lake. In the middle of this lake rises an island, similar to the surrounding room but in ruins, slowly collapsing into the lake. On this island, somewhere within its ruins, sits a woman, made of water. A crown sits atop her head. she is dying. great wounds spill forth water onto the ground, and a river rushes down, forming the lake outside. Yet she is starving as she dies. She rips off one of her breasts of water, eating/drinking it as more water comes rushing forth. She cups the water in her hands, screaming - but i cannot hear the scream, and i am taken away, back into the conscious world...