Category: Dream

  • Dream Journal: 2014-09-01.01

    Black coat. Black cane. Imperial purple silk blouse. Black slacks with a crease that can cut time. Silk scarf with a print resembling snake skin. A black chain hangs loosely around my hips. Hanging on it is a small collection of skull trinkets and a few bones of questionable origins. Right. Time to step out.

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-29.01

    Dreamt someone trying to be bitchy, tracked me down to one of my public camping spots and handed me an angel themed tarot deck. While they stood there gloating about the levels of horror and cognitive dissonance I was sure to be experiencing, I thumbed through the cards passively. The box said it was a…

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-27.01

    Dreamt I was asked to play someone else’s immersive video game through “the boring parts” while they went off and did something more engaging. Before I could decline I was jacked in. One escort quest (ugh) and one Gather All The Things quest later, the game took a sudden turn.

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-25.01

    If I seem more surly than usual today, it’s because I dreamt I attended a Tumblr Wixen Meetup, and all the folks that had seen me via webcam, or were regular chatters that knew about my ethnicities, were pulling me along and introducing me to their acquaintances as: “That black woman I told you about.”

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-23.01

    “Ladies!” The two girls stopped touching each other and looked up at me from their desks. “You may explore each others body after class not during! Do I have to change your schedule or can you refrain from finding all the fun spots for another hour?”

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-22.01

    Doubt manifests as devouring panes of glass in Weaver’s body. This is followed up by K being a pain in the ass at the terrace.4,300 words.

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-22.02

    “Don’t call up what you can’t put down.” Usually that is good advice. Circumstances vary, though, and sometimes you have to do the very thing you were told not to do because if you don’t, worse things happen.

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-17.01

    I amended my Not Short backstory with Mary to adjust one of her descriptors. The word “ocean” is overloaded with meanings for me. There is the Ocean and there is the ocean. Both are bodies of water, but the former is a Power that uses the ocean as a metaphor for itself and as expression,…

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-16.01

    I closed my eyes for five hot seconds and opened them in a beautiful cathedral. Sunlight sparkled in the various stained glass windows and illumined the hovering haze of incense and candle smoke. Statues looked down upon us mortals from every possible nook in silent contemplation and reflection. Old wooden pews, darkened by use and…

  • Dream Journal: 2014-08-12.01

    Socheniel has often reminded me what gentleness is. That strength does not have to be abusive. That power does not have to crush. His blight-stained hands are soft. Just simply sitting beside him is a comfort. I keep forgetting just what Socheniel is. I have seen him in the robes of his office. I have watched…