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I woke up about fifteen minutes ago. I dreamed that... I went to school, and I wore my pajama pants under my regular pants. x_x And Mrs. Dovala was the first to notice, and I asked her if I could go change out of them. She agreed, and I went, and I saw Mrs. Schaul, my horrid sixth grade core teacher. I waved to her, because it's rude to just ignore her. -.-;;
The dream changed, eventually, so that I (or maybe it was someone else...) was going through a pyramid, and I couldn't find my way out. I had one candle. It was nighttime - the candle was guttering out.
Suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly. It's probably that I don't remember what happened in between these two parts.), I don't think I was the main person in the dream. Instead, she reminded me more of the character I have created, the one in my story about a girl who has to run from murderers in a fantastic world.
There was some game; it was very hot. I don't remember it actually being hot. I just new it was... I think this was because I wasn't actually there. Because the most important part of this whole scene, really, was actually either read by me, or read to me. Like I was reading a story; but I was there, or I could picture it all quite perfectly in my head. Here is was "read" to me (or by myself):
"In the end, she did win the game; but she resigned, and then paid to win."
It was very important, I think, to win this... and she simply paid to. I have a feeling she was a pharaoh's daughter. She talked to him later on, I think. So she was rich. The other person in the dream, who was trying to beat her - I remember seeing him/ her, but other than that, nothing about the opponent.
It really was a strange dream. And when I woke up, I found myself thinking that it might be what Transianna would do, although extremely unfair. And I don't want to portray my character like that. :P But, she is rich. Spoiled. And she probably wouldn't enjoy running around (although, to tell the truth, she would never be allowed to run around in the first place...) in the blithering heat, and would instead pay the producers of the whole thing to win. And they would have to comply, simply because she is such high of status.
I like this song.
The dream changed, eventually, so that I (or maybe it was someone else...) was going through a pyramid, and I couldn't find my way out. I had one candle. It was nighttime - the candle was guttering out.
Suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly. It's probably that I don't remember what happened in between these two parts.), I don't think I was the main person in the dream. Instead, she reminded me more of the character I have created, the one in my story about a girl who has to run from murderers in a fantastic world.
There was some game; it was very hot. I don't remember it actually being hot. I just new it was... I think this was because I wasn't actually there. Because the most important part of this whole scene, really, was actually either read by me, or read to me. Like I was reading a story; but I was there, or I could picture it all quite perfectly in my head. Here is was "read" to me (or by myself):
"In the end, she did win the game; but she resigned, and then paid to win."
It was very important, I think, to win this... and she simply paid to. I have a feeling she was a pharaoh's daughter. She talked to him later on, I think. So she was rich. The other person in the dream, who was trying to beat her - I remember seeing him/ her, but other than that, nothing about the opponent.
It really was a strange dream. And when I woke up, I found myself thinking that it might be what Transianna would do, although extremely unfair. And I don't want to portray my character like that. :P But, she is rich. Spoiled. And she probably wouldn't enjoy running around (although, to tell the truth, she would never be allowed to run around in the first place...) in the blithering heat, and would instead pay the producers of the whole thing to win. And they would have to comply, simply because she is such high of status.
I like this song.