I'd a dream recently that I was cursed... at least that's what I was told in my dream. It was more of an "Oh no, did they get you too?" (Like, read that in a condescending, pitying tone. Yup, that's it.)
In this dream I was in a cell with others, the beings dress in black robes and gothic attire. There was one woman, the woman who spoke above, who payed the most attention to me though. Her hair was long and black, and she wore a long black gown with a sheer train. There were black feathers on her, and she was explaining that I'd become one of the Crows. Apparently the Crows were people who were cursed, and whatever we wore turned black, along with our hair.
I remember looking down to see I was wearing something similar to the woman, and the man nearest me had a black feather mask. I don't recall much else, I just know there was some curse placed on me and I became part of a gothic Victorian group who called themselves Crows.
I don't know if there's any real meaning to the dream but I thought it was pretty cool.