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May. 30th, 2008 01:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zephyrofgodI swear, I have the weirdest dreams during a certain...time. Ahem. Seriously, it's crazy.
So, the dream goes like this:
I'm out in the middle of a nondescript urban centre. I'm even wearing rollerblades (never mind that I can't actually do skating. That's for another post), and I'm cruising around town, and I see some people dressed...erm...rather differently, almost in period clothing, garlands on their heads, etcetera. After running my errands through town (one of them to a record store), I decide to follow a few of them. On roller blades. And somehow, my clothing changes. I'm not in jeans. I'm not even in "mundane" clothing. I'm in the same style as everyone else.
You thought that was cracked out. Just wait.
So, I end up blading through, seeing various ceremonies go on as I check things out...and then I feel stuff growing out of my back: wings. WTF? I'm a faery? So, the wings take over, and people start chasing me, and trying to capture me, as I remain the same size...just, with wings. And I crash through some guy's house. Turns out that this guy was my betrothed all along. And I'm really a faery, as is he, and we can do magic. Only a certain number of the human population can hear us, and they're out to get us.
I can do magic! I can shrink things, make 'em bigger, and that's only a little bit of what I can do. But, we have to go into hiding, and quick, so I shrink the house, and us.
And that's when I woke up.
The hell?
What sort of crack have my dreams been on?
Meanwhile, I still miss Chance, but it's getting easier to move forward.
So, the dream goes like this:
I'm out in the middle of a nondescript urban centre. I'm even wearing rollerblades (never mind that I can't actually do skating. That's for another post), and I'm cruising around town, and I see some people dressed...erm...rather differently, almost in period clothing, garlands on their heads, etcetera. After running my errands through town (one of them to a record store), I decide to follow a few of them. On roller blades. And somehow, my clothing changes. I'm not in jeans. I'm not even in "mundane" clothing. I'm in the same style as everyone else.
You thought that was cracked out. Just wait.
So, I end up blading through, seeing various ceremonies go on as I check things out...and then I feel stuff growing out of my back: wings. WTF? I'm a faery? So, the wings take over, and people start chasing me, and trying to capture me, as I remain the same size...just, with wings. And I crash through some guy's house. Turns out that this guy was my betrothed all along. And I'm really a faery, as is he, and we can do magic. Only a certain number of the human population can hear us, and they're out to get us.
I can do magic! I can shrink things, make 'em bigger, and that's only a little bit of what I can do. But, we have to go into hiding, and quick, so I shrink the house, and us.
And that's when I woke up.
The hell?
What sort of crack have my dreams been on?
Meanwhile, I still miss Chance, but it's getting easier to move forward.
