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I had a dream about a leviathan last night.

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...and I didn't connect the dots to the sosoftvoice, the aura of calm and yet apprehension when I first saw the creature, any of it. Until, in my dream, I woke up and saw one of those eyes.

Blackest.

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*SHIVERS* <3<3<3 ( Read more... )

...ha.

Proof that OSA did more scarring than it did good, and that this school may well be the best thing for me.

I had a nightmare my Spanish teacher left.

I woke up weeping buckets.

...god, and it felt so REAL...

-sequence one-

A flurry of movement. Dangerous dance, no performance. Too dark. Too desperate. Emotion, anger yes, but no music aside from the low, hissing screams of rageful non-humans. No light past the flash of ivory fangs and the glint in sister eyes. Fear and rage in silvered gold. Bloodlust coloring tarnished silver almost rust red.
Twistings ( Read more... )

...did.... did I dream having a case of insomnia where I was only half asleep most of last night? Or did... that actually happen....?

...either way, hurts to wake up at six ten after a three day weekend. GO ME. *dies*

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I'm not all sure what it means when you have a dream with a hermaphrodite shapeshifter who's name is literally "Pr0n". Granted it was pronounced "Prone" by the other characters. But... spelling WTF?

Ahwell. I'ma get a notebook and write it down anyway. It was cool, and I don't want to forget the character premises.

Thanksgiving = SO MUCH WIN. (3

Woke up at eight thirty yesterday to start cooking with Mom and nine. Stirring the fragrant leek-and-mushroom stuffing, helping Dad barbeque the turkey that he'd smell like all day, listening to all different sorts of music through the morning... just... yes. Best cooking fest ever. And it didn't stop until one when ( Read more... )

**This one by far shamed me the most. I forget where and I forget how, but you were back.
You wanted me.
You asked for me.

To my shame, I wanted you.
I took you.**

Dream seven.
And whoever said seven was a lucky number or a godly number can bite me. This one may not have been painful, and I might not even have cared. But I honestly woke up and tried to ( Read more... )

**It started as a bad dream. A vacation place turned nightmarish, trying to run fast enough to protect my travel mates from the monsters that lurked. It was near dawn and I raced inside an old theater. I'd never expected to find it occupied.
     Maybe you were waiting for a rehearsal. Maybe you wanted the quiet. Maybe you too were seeking a safe ( Read more... )

**It was raining the first day of school. Drab and crowded like the new campus but somehow it grew to a two-story building. Maybe this is junior year. It would explain how prettily adult I look.
Testing went by in a quite ordinary fashion, and quickly. It passed before I know it and the teachers are gathering us together to play some sort of 'get-to ( Read more... )

I woke up to a gray morning and still saw your eyes
Lingering in my vision even as dreams of you
Faded and desaturated into a day colorless as this
But I remember the colors.
I remember your face.
I remember the sweet sound of your laughter
And the soft touch of forgiveness on my arm.

...Most of my dreams with people I know aren't happy. So... even with ( Read more... )