[elegant writing]

[girlsandgadgets]

The other night, I found myself dreaming of a bright hall filled with soldiers, each man bearing a weapon more beautiful and impressive than the one before him. I don't know how I found my way there; I was lost in a storm, certain I'd never find my way through it. It seemed I was lucky. After a bit of cautious chat with one of men, I gained his

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[anonymous]

[razing_phoenix]

All I can tell you is that is that whatever it involves, it can't be good.

[same unsigned, elegant writing]

[girlsandgadgets]

Why would you say that? I have to admit that I enjoyed the part with the weapons... I could live without the dreams where I get mauled by beasts, though.

[razing_phoenix]

[there are blots where writing was attempted]

-- Just keep in mind that dreams like that can quickly go sour. Believe me, I know. I've had a few nightmares in the past.

[girlsandgadgets]

Interesting. Have you had such nightmares while in the institution? Or were these dreams that took place elsewhere? The path my dream self took to the hall of soldiers was disorienting, so I don't know how to get there; if I knew the way and saw myself headed along that path, perhaps I could awaken and avoid such night terrors.