NO. NO NAPS FOR YOU.
AFGJDSHGS I THINK I JUST REMEMBERED WHY I DO NOT NAP.IAM SO DISORIENTED RIGHT NOW AND READING MY MESSAGES ON VARIOUS SITES HAS SOMEHOW MADE ME BELIEVE THAT IAMNOTAWAKEYETICAN'TBE AAAAAAA
During the course of my dream whilst I napped, my crew(whoever they were) and I drove down a highway(which I had been on before in another dream) past something and I apparently recognized the road and its bend and some thing VERY specific about it, the street name, etc. from a kids' read-along vynil record.
This becomes important later.WHOA MY DREAM HAD FORSHADOWING.
Anyway I wind up.
Onna boat.
And it's pretty convincing,I think I thought I was on a cruise with my grandparents well I thought wrong because wandering around the ship I realize two things.
1)Munchkins. Littlekids.Everywhere.
2)The Pilot and the Captain of thisboat are dressed REALLY WEIRD.As in the captain is a mess of military masquerade,with a mask and a red outfit and BRIGHT RED FEATHERSEVERYWHERE and gold trim.
3)Captain and Navigator refer to the little kids as Daylighter Camp or Daylighters. WAIT THAT'S THREE--
They ask me if I want to watch after/do a program for the Daylighters. And I was sitting there like "Daylighters...? So apparently we do something at NIGHT on this god damn boat?" I decided to ignore it and listen politely while trying to keep my sealegs on the boat, which is rocking a lot. AND THERE ARE NO WAVES so I'm like BT;;;
And then quickly that expression becomes ]B;;;as I look out the ship window and wish I didn't as I notice two more things.
1) There is a waterspout touching down about two miles away from us. AAAUGH TORNADO
2) Also, one mile away. Another ship. THAT HAS A BUNCH OF GUYS SHOOTING GUNSAT US AAAAAAUGH ARE THEY PIRATES?
I PICKED UP A GUN AND SO DID THIS OTHER OLDER GUY AND WE TOOK COVER AND STARTED SHOOTING BACK UNTIL THE BOAT RETREATED.
And I noticed this guy was kinda wartorn and then I was like.... the god damn captain is nowhere and we are now protecting the boat and going down a river, fighting off these guys who I am kinda thinking are pirates. And of course I'm going "someone care to tell me what we did to have
1)Guns on board
2)Men with guns chasing our asses
3) LITTLEKIDS ON BOARD IN THE JUXTAPOSITION OF THOSE TWO THINGS.
I will not be answered,but hey, they've gotus going down the highway again and I recognize the road and suddenly the read-along vynil is playing in my head,as is the storybook that went with it, something about Daniel Svalinn Rowan and the Lost City. They haul me out of the car, they being some really tan Petros-looking guy with a headband and a green shirt and the wartorn vet guy, and bring me to a wishingwell.
I open the lid and remember that this was the entrance to the Lost City and an entire system of cave-cities and the only place in this apparent world where there was magic.
Then I learned that "dragons" were just grumpysharp-toothed magicians who got tricked into partnerships with phoenixes, and usually this partnership consisted of "HEY I'LL GIVE YOU POWERS IF YOU COOKME THE TASTIEST FOOD FOREVER AND MAKE ME A PRETTY BED AND TREAT ME LIKE A PET EVEN THOUGH I'M CLEARLY THE BRAINS OF THIS OPERATION."
and then I quit and woke the fuck up because I didn't want to hear the phoenix babble anymoreI really just wanted to go underground and be done with those freaking people.