"At the right place, the right time; maybe tonight."
Two nights ago I had a dream. The time era I'm not to sure about, but this is how it went.
I was traveling by boat just south of Italy when a storm hit. The sky was black and the waves were churning. The boat sank, and I washed ashore on an island. I was pulled ashore wearing a pink corset and slip, somewhere along the journey I must have lost the dress I was wearing. The man who hauled me to my feet had broad shoulders, tan skin and black wavy hair. He was wearing a cape, tunic style shirt and maroon-ish colored pants. He explained to me that the island I was on was part of a three section floating island that catered to the exotic. He took me to a raising lift and platform to show me what the city looked like from above, when suddenly two of the buildings along the outskirts of the island fell into the sea. He explained to me that the older buildings often lost bearing on their floating platforms, and tumble into the waters. Then he said that we were not't on one of the main islands anyways, and not to worry about it, but instead, to look out the window.
I started hyperventilating, and screaming that I hated high places, but as I opened my eyes and saw the islands they were amazing. Venetian style canals where the separating barriers between the buildings with no speakable sidewalks or pathways in sight. Everyone traveled on platforms that floated at the level of the buildings. The islands were expansive and seemingly took up he whole body of water. As I stood fascinated, suddenly the lift we were on started shaking and falling. The man looked at me and said, "If this is the last few moments of our lives, would you be my wife?" Astonished I replied with an "ok I guess", when he grabbed my hand and with his fingernail drew a symbol on my wrist and wrote a name on my arm that was the equivalent to "Sara" but it was spelled something like "Ciaera". Confused, he grabbed me around the waist and jumped off the platform and onto the dock before the lift crashed.
We spent the next few days holed up in an inn of some form. I remember the orange glow of the candle light and the wooden paneling on the walls. The man wouldn't let me leave the room, but was barely around the room himself. One night a huge storm hit and people were out on the dock screaming things like "He's back!!" and "Somebody get some help!" I ran outside of the inn (still in my pink corset and slip) to find Nic standing on the dock, looking half frozen to the death, and tying what looked to be a bi-plane on the dock. He was dress in a black vet, khaki colored pants and white shirt...like a Han Solo outfit, but more for the times.
I hauled him into the inn and wrapped him in blankets. Nic told me that there was no time, that I needed to get out of there as fast as I possibly could. He said the man that I was staying with was a mercenary, a man known for killing people and wanted back on the main land. He grabbed my hand, took me back outside, threw me into the plane, and took off. As the storm still had not subsided, we did not get very far before the plane crashed into the water and somehow did not kill ourselves. As we floated in the water I asked him if he had anymore bright ideas. He put a hand over my eyes and started chanting something about the Great Kathalu, and uncovered my eyes to reveal a wooden row boat floating amongst the waves and being pulled by a polar bear (so the dream got kinda weird...)
We rowed back to one of the northern islands and holed up in a bed and breakfast type establishment, and Nic went to go acquire another form of transport. Everyone on the island seemed to know who he was, so I went back out into the lobby and asked the barmaid how everyone knew who Nic was. She told me that Nic was a trade merchant. That he was the one who supplied the islands with all the tools and supplies that the islands needed in order to stay in business, a local celebrity, and she handed me his business card.
I walked back to the room where Nic was waiting for me, and I asked him about the card, where he told me he'd been doing it for years, and that's where he'd been disappearing to all this time. Then he asked me if I'd made a deal with the man who had originally pulled me out of the water, when I said no, he pointed to my left arm. The symbol and name that the guy had written on my arm were now clear as day in a bright, scarlet colored ink. I was horrified, and I'd been marked by this guy. Suddenly the island police came in and arrested me, dragging me out into the public square, where the strange man and his mother now stood waiting for me. He asked me if I as still prepared to be his wife, and screamed at him. The towns people then tied me to a ladder and tried to drown me in the water.
I do not remember how or what happened, just that there was a commotion of some form and I ended up thrown over Nic's shoulder and getting tossed in what looked like a hot air balloon. We landed someplace in a wooded area just inside the mainland when I woke up.
Any ideas on what this means?
In other news, I'm trying to get Miss Mindy-kins mindy10b out here to work her magic by massaging the life out of us. Who's interested? I promised her I'd make it worth her while.
Also, I'm watching an older episode of ER, and I just realized that the guy who played Quinton on Nip/Tuck played a Doctor who was hitting on Elizabeth! Wow.
"So lovely it feels so right,"
~Sara
I was traveling by boat just south of Italy when a storm hit. The sky was black and the waves were churning. The boat sank, and I washed ashore on an island. I was pulled ashore wearing a pink corset and slip, somewhere along the journey I must have lost the dress I was wearing. The man who hauled me to my feet had broad shoulders, tan skin and black wavy hair. He was wearing a cape, tunic style shirt and maroon-ish colored pants. He explained to me that the island I was on was part of a three section floating island that catered to the exotic. He took me to a raising lift and platform to show me what the city looked like from above, when suddenly two of the buildings along the outskirts of the island fell into the sea. He explained to me that the older buildings often lost bearing on their floating platforms, and tumble into the waters. Then he said that we were not't on one of the main islands anyways, and not to worry about it, but instead, to look out the window.
I started hyperventilating, and screaming that I hated high places, but as I opened my eyes and saw the islands they were amazing. Venetian style canals where the separating barriers between the buildings with no speakable sidewalks or pathways in sight. Everyone traveled on platforms that floated at the level of the buildings. The islands were expansive and seemingly took up he whole body of water. As I stood fascinated, suddenly the lift we were on started shaking and falling. The man looked at me and said, "If this is the last few moments of our lives, would you be my wife?" Astonished I replied with an "ok I guess", when he grabbed my hand and with his fingernail drew a symbol on my wrist and wrote a name on my arm that was the equivalent to "Sara" but it was spelled something like "Ciaera". Confused, he grabbed me around the waist and jumped off the platform and onto the dock before the lift crashed.
We spent the next few days holed up in an inn of some form. I remember the orange glow of the candle light and the wooden paneling on the walls. The man wouldn't let me leave the room, but was barely around the room himself. One night a huge storm hit and people were out on the dock screaming things like "He's back!!" and "Somebody get some help!" I ran outside of the inn (still in my pink corset and slip) to find Nic standing on the dock, looking half frozen to the death, and tying what looked to be a bi-plane on the dock. He was dress in a black vet, khaki colored pants and white shirt...like a Han Solo outfit, but more for the times.
I hauled him into the inn and wrapped him in blankets. Nic told me that there was no time, that I needed to get out of there as fast as I possibly could. He said the man that I was staying with was a mercenary, a man known for killing people and wanted back on the main land. He grabbed my hand, took me back outside, threw me into the plane, and took off. As the storm still had not subsided, we did not get very far before the plane crashed into the water and somehow did not kill ourselves. As we floated in the water I asked him if he had anymore bright ideas. He put a hand over my eyes and started chanting something about the Great Kathalu, and uncovered my eyes to reveal a wooden row boat floating amongst the waves and being pulled by a polar bear (so the dream got kinda weird...)
We rowed back to one of the northern islands and holed up in a bed and breakfast type establishment, and Nic went to go acquire another form of transport. Everyone on the island seemed to know who he was, so I went back out into the lobby and asked the barmaid how everyone knew who Nic was. She told me that Nic was a trade merchant. That he was the one who supplied the islands with all the tools and supplies that the islands needed in order to stay in business, a local celebrity, and she handed me his business card.
I walked back to the room where Nic was waiting for me, and I asked him about the card, where he told me he'd been doing it for years, and that's where he'd been disappearing to all this time. Then he asked me if I'd made a deal with the man who had originally pulled me out of the water, when I said no, he pointed to my left arm. The symbol and name that the guy had written on my arm were now clear as day in a bright, scarlet colored ink. I was horrified, and I'd been marked by this guy. Suddenly the island police came in and arrested me, dragging me out into the public square, where the strange man and his mother now stood waiting for me. He asked me if I as still prepared to be his wife, and screamed at him. The towns people then tied me to a ladder and tried to drown me in the water.
I do not remember how or what happened, just that there was a commotion of some form and I ended up thrown over Nic's shoulder and getting tossed in what looked like a hot air balloon. We landed someplace in a wooded area just inside the mainland when I woke up.
Any ideas on what this means?
In other news, I'm trying to get Miss Mindy-kins mindy10b out here to work her magic by massaging the life out of us. Who's interested? I promised her I'd make it worth her while.
Also, I'm watching an older episode of ER, and I just realized that the guy who played Quinton on Nip/Tuck played a Doctor who was hitting on Elizabeth! Wow.
"So lovely it feels so right,"
~Sara