Hell of a dream
Aug. 9th, 2018 06:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starseerdrgnSo, I just had one hell of a dream.
It started out with me and someone else bounding through what was very obviously a city of some sort, running from someone or something. Don't know what. The friend's name was Elin, and she wanted us to hurry the fuck up.
Anyway, we avoid water until we get to this one specific pool-like area. I quickly put on a device that changes me into an underwater creature the moment in enter the pool. Elin is a mer of a species I don't immediately recognize (but seems familiar), so she changes without such a device. We dive down, and I start tracing circles into a larger target-like shape on the floor of this pool. Four circles within the first layer, and we find ourselves pushing through the floor like it's a portal.
In the next area, we have a bit of a "breather", and rest long enough to get our bearings before we approach another target-like object with the original circles I drew showing. On the next layer of the target, I draw four more circles in a pattern, and we again push through. Same thing with the next area, moving closer to the center of the target.
However, in the final area, we encounter a shark-like creature, but it's no shark. I "know" what it is, but I don't know what to call it. I just kinda know what it is.
We swim like mad, but the thing gains on us. So I turn around and start drawing circles in the air while Elin's dragging me. I draw eight in a circle pattern and push it forward, creating some sort of opaque shield in the water. The creature smacks into it, and we get away long enough for me to draw the final three circles into the target to push through.
On the other side? An underwater city of both mer and...whatever the fuck I had become.
The thing is... This didn't feel like a dream. It felt like a memory, but not a memory I recognize. Like... It was "my" memory, but not one I can recall in the same manner. Like my brain only interpreted it as best it could. Not sure how else to describe it.
Just... Wow, what a rush.
It started out with me and someone else bounding through what was very obviously a city of some sort, running from someone or something. Don't know what. The friend's name was Elin, and she wanted us to hurry the fuck up.
Anyway, we avoid water until we get to this one specific pool-like area. I quickly put on a device that changes me into an underwater creature the moment in enter the pool. Elin is a mer of a species I don't immediately recognize (but seems familiar), so she changes without such a device. We dive down, and I start tracing circles into a larger target-like shape on the floor of this pool. Four circles within the first layer, and we find ourselves pushing through the floor like it's a portal.
In the next area, we have a bit of a "breather", and rest long enough to get our bearings before we approach another target-like object with the original circles I drew showing. On the next layer of the target, I draw four more circles in a pattern, and we again push through. Same thing with the next area, moving closer to the center of the target.
However, in the final area, we encounter a shark-like creature, but it's no shark. I "know" what it is, but I don't know what to call it. I just kinda know what it is.
We swim like mad, but the thing gains on us. So I turn around and start drawing circles in the air while Elin's dragging me. I draw eight in a circle pattern and push it forward, creating some sort of opaque shield in the water. The creature smacks into it, and we get away long enough for me to draw the final three circles into the target to push through.
On the other side? An underwater city of both mer and...whatever the fuck I had become.
The thing is... This didn't feel like a dream. It felt like a memory, but not a memory I recognize. Like... It was "my" memory, but not one I can recall in the same manner. Like my brain only interpreted it as best it could. Not sure how else to describe it.
Just... Wow, what a rush.
