Three Different Ways

Category: Dream

  • Dream Journal: 2012-05-25.01

    Last day of Too Damn Early In The Morning Shenanigans. Went to bed early last night. Did manage to get a three hour block of solid sleep, right away. Then back to tossing and turning again. Don’t remember much of my dreams. Only that I had a lot of Otherworld Entities offering me a place…

  • So I Gave Her What She Wanted

    “Weaver… I know you were sleeping… but… ” More laughter. He waves a thin flat object at me, motioning for me to take it. “You gotta read this! They never learn!” He places the object by my hand and indulges in more knee-buckling laughter. 2,388 words

  • Payback

    Last night’s sleep was continually interrupted. The key question is not “Did Keri dream?”, but “Did Keri get enough sleep to be functional?”. The answer to the first is “Yes.”, the answer to the second is “Keep blunt objects and dipshits away from her and find her some place to nap.” Of the varied scenes,…

  • Three Servings of Dreams

    Presented for your enjoyment, three dreams served on the same night. More patience required outside of school, than inside. Speaking of patience, the commute used up every last bit left. At least the election season wasn’t too annoying. 3,912 words.

  • Three Feathers

    Three Feathers from a dream. One feather for the Boneyard. One feather snatched by a thief. And one feather that’s not really a feather at all. 2,135 words

  • Not Enough Terror

    Last night’s dream was a buffet of terror. I had the usual emotional assaults. Abject terror. Smothering terror. “Worms eating me alive from the inside out” terror. “Naked in front of my classmates while I piss myself” terror. (Okay, that one was more humor than terror.) 3,017 words.

  • The Gathering – Finale

    The events of The Gathering have come to an end. All that’s left is for Keri to serve some bread, and open some doors. 2,101 words.

  • The Gathering: Nights 3 & 4

    Where Keri continues assisting The Gathering for two more nights, and pushes herself a little too far. Again. 3,296 words.

  • Letting Her Go

    So I’m here. Then I’m there. Sitting on a pile of bones (mostly skulls) in Ravenwoman’s Boneyard. I’m in my full regalia, if you can call it that. Raven feather cloak, marked hand and eye, certain accoutrements, etc. I’m holding a skull, but it is neither Horatio’s nor a substitute Yorick. 930 words.

  • The Gathering

    Where Keri dream-walks into a gathering already in place, in a place where no gathering should be. And winds up helping retrieving pieces of a man’s spirit. 2,377 words