Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-30.02
“If you really want to take me seriously… respect the tea. No more than five minutes steeping, please. It pains me when you forget the tea for an hour.” So said Top Hat Spider unprompted. And yea, I tend to put the tea bag in and forget about it. Army Strength Tea, One Each. Okay…
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Ask Keri: No Man or Lucifer?
Anon speculated: “I know who No Man is! That’s Lucifer!”
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-29.01
I don’t know how long I had been at the fire. My bare feet were so covered with dirt and ash, I looked like I had grown like a tree. If a tree could have feathers. I was exhausted and had stumbled. Snake, in his human form, had caught me. I was getting sweat and…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-28.01
It felt like as soon as my head hit the pillow in the Waking, I wake up face down in the lair in the Dreaming. Lying on the pallet that serves as my bed. I smell blood. Lifting my head I note my back is burdened by wings. The wings are mine, but the shape…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-27.01
The dream went lucid at once. As did my work. I bid Horatio to attend to me as I walked the house. He was no longer going to be a pretty trinket hanging off my waist. He was going to work for me, or be sent to the Boneyard. As I’m telling him what I…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-26.01
What little dreams I had last night were dominated by household stress. I’m done playing by the rules. The shit is critical, and I am not joking. Last night I put the house Regulars on notice. Any that have been feeding off the malaise my mother is so damn good at generating have had their…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-25.01
Sorry folks, no nighttime dream adventures to regale you with. It’s all muddy. No, really. I was covered in mud, stuck fast in a mud hole, and surrounded by mud as far as I could see. Which wasn’t far because mud is hard to look through, you know. I heard sounds bounce off trees, but…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-24.01
Bits and pieces from last night:
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-23.01
“What’s this? You’re planning something in my honor?” I had just closed my eyes for five hot seconds. I should be completely alone. And yet, I’m not surprised to hear the Rummer’s deep voice. He does love to ambush me after all.