The waves roll gently up to the beach in asynchronous rhythm. Watching them Titania is filled with a sudden sense of light....
Images race in front of her, a single bright star in the sky, sparkling over a rainbow that glints with gold at one end.
The dream is not tied to the winds of fate, that much is clear. Something about the nature of the sand and sea make it too regimented, constructed. But everywhere there is a sense both of belonging, and yearning. The source, Titania can tell as the flush of senses is almost overwhelming, is a tall, slender woman sat in a lounger further up the beach. Her short dark hair is tied up and she has large shades, sunning herself in the glorious weather.
As a result of that roll, I felt I had to give you something to reflect it.This is a non-prophetic wish fulfillment dream, and Titania has correctly identified the Dreamer form those scattered around the beach.