I could be a screen writier
Last night as I slept the night away, I had the most colorful and heartfelt dream. It was a war like scenerio where one nation was in arms against another...but there was a love story somewhere inbetween. The nation that was being invaded I'm vaguely remembering was outnumbered some 12:1. Instead of just going head on since they only had bows, arrows, and swords they decided to use ingenuity and the products of their own land. They scurried up the hills so they could easy shoot the arrows doewnward to the offending force. The enemy went down but the dozens but they somehow still managed to get up the hill. Then there were people on horses and as they road away twards the sunset they was more opposition where everyone but this guy and girl perished. They fled for some safer land but (this is where everything gets blurry) a god-like force or something bargains with the two because only one can escape. So the guy like kills the girl or something to get into the land but for his sins he dies as well. I think the basis of the story was how two nations fell apart and deminished because of some dispute.
I think that was the first time I ever remembered one of my dreams.
For some reason or another I have had some number of sleepless nights for the past few days. I'm not sure at all why but I d know that when I'm awake laying in my bed I think and think and think. It's a bad scene...man I need to read more books.
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
I think that was the first time I ever remembered one of my dreams.
For some reason or another I have had some number of sleepless nights for the past few days. I'm not sure at all why but I d know that when I'm awake laying in my bed I think and think and think. It's a bad scene...man I need to read more books.
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad