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This is a dream that I neglected to write down immediately, consequently details were lost. I was in the art building at my college in Johnson County. There I saw Damara Megido. The Slipknot song "Snuff" began to play as Megido turned away her estranged Matesprit, Rufioh Nitram. Those familiar with the Homestuck comics would know what this is about. Rufioh cheated with someone else but unlike in the comic, Rufioh was here to try and get her back but Damara was having none of it. The song that was playing in the background fit perfectly with what Damara was trying to get across. I could the words very clearly as I began to awaken:

So save your breath, I will not care.
I think I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love.
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend.
Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a saint...
Ooh, my own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go

Well said Damara and good luck...to the both of you.

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Of course I do not remember the exact details of what Panty Anarchy said to me. But as I picture the fallen angel, sitting on her bed and recollecting her story, I can imagine what it was to first come out of her mouth. An out of character statement filled with nostalgia, fondness, and regret. One that would set the theme for this dream: "I love my sister."

You see Panty called me into her hotel room for a specific reason. Those familiar with this character would already have a pretty good idea as to where this situation might be headed but they would be wrong. She called me in to lend her an ear and that was the extent of her intentions. She wanted someone to lament to, someone she could trust. Those familiar with the this character would also be familiar with her sister: Stocking Anarchy. It was a fallout with her that caused Panty so much grief. I entered and sat on a chair in the corner. She sat on the bed looking down at her feet. I was there to listen and so I did.

"I don't remember how long it's been since I had last spoken to her but it has been quite a while. Maybe even years. Stocking and I did not always get along, I'll admit, but it was never this bad. She and I have never spoken or even looked at each other since that day we had our falling out. And now I don't think that we will ever reconcile." Panty slumped over even further. I might have even seen a tear or two fall from her eyes. "I know that it's partly my fault. I know that I was prideful but what was I to do?" Panty's fists clenched and I saw her sorrow gradually transform into anger, "It was all because of her. This never would have happened if she had never come into our lives. You know who I mean, that fucking bitch Vurgent!" Vurgent was another fallen angel. One who does not exist within the show but only within the dream realm. Vurgent is the name by witch this hostile was addressed. She was a sower of discord as she was the direct cause of the fight between Panty and Stocking, though I do not remember the details of exactly how this transpired. I don't remember leaving but I must have.

Later I found myself in the lobby of the hotel. There were pillars that were surrounded by rectangular monitor screens. The screens were playing a trailer for a new video game that was coming out. This game was based off of the lives of Panty and Stocking and game footage that was being shown just so happened to be of a scene between Panty, Stocking, and Vurgent. Vurgent dressed in a red shirt and skirt and had red hair, she wore it in a long pony tail. She bore a striking resemblance to Kyoko from Modoka Magica. The Anarchy sisters were chasing Vurgent down and were quite anxious to capture her. They were clearly furious with her but I did not know why. I was suddenly struck with feelings of sympathetic anger towards Vurgent. The Anarchies used to be good friends and now thanks to her the were indefinitely estranged. I began to root for the Anarchies as the chased Vurgent down even though it was just game; a trailer, let alone.

It was there that I just so happened to see Stocking and she too was watching the trailer. I spoke with Stocking like I spoke with Panty but she did not harbor the same sentiments as her sister. She expressed feelings of unrelenting hostility and anger towards her sister. She completely blamed Panty for the situation and she expressed absolutely no desire to reconcile with her sister. I don't think that anything more happened after that.

I was working back at the YMCA of the Rockies in Colorado, eating at the dining hall where we were given a full view of the mountain ranges. We had a new comer to the YMCA. A young boy probably around eighteen. The only thing that I can remember about him is that he was white with blond hair. Somehow he had manage to get into the subject of his dad and I have no memory as to how I felt about his story. You see, his dad was kind of an ass. Somehow he had managed to form some sort of partnership with an ice elemental that I will now name Eira. Much like your stereotypical ice elemental, Eira was evil. Or at least she did evil things; things that this kid’s dad got mixed up in. Things that his family got mixed up in. I don’t know the whole story but I got the feeling that his father alienated his family because of it. Anyone could see that this boy (who’s name is now Jack) had absolutely no interest in seeing his father again. But, of course, you know what happens when you speak of the Devil.

Sure enough, a tall middle aged man showed up at our table and had a seat. Now this guy, I do remember. I will call him Herman because it was the first name to come into my mind just now. He wore a grey shirt and had brunet hair with signs of greyness. He was all together pleasant but his aspect clearly made Jack uncomfortable. Now I don’t remember how this happened but at some point the man got to talking about Eira. Jack did not like him talking about her as it only served to reopen old wounds but he kept going on. Then he turned to me. For some reason he had commissioned me to fight her. I thing he wanted me to get rid of her. She was now at Snow Mountain causing trouble and he wanted her gone. Perhaps he wanted to be out from under her thumb, perhaps he really did care about the trouble she was causing here. One thing’s certain, she was the cause of a number of problems and they would not be resolved so long she was still breathing, or at least that was the assumption.

I ended up meeting with her in the front part of the dinning hall and we got to talking. I remember her aspect well. She was made entirely of ice but could still move with the fluidity of a normal human. She wore white and light blue clothing and had white hair. The only thing that I can’t remember about her is her eyes. She actually was not that bad of a person to talk to. The things that she did were wrong (whatever those things were) but that did not stop us from hitting it off. I grew to like her and she grew to like me. This, of course, was a rather frustrating revelation for we knew we could never be together.

After several unmemorable events I found myself in a dark hallway. As I pass by the right chamber in the hall I see Eira there training for what was going to be our final battle. I had agreed to fight Eira to the death in order to put an end to whatever harmful enterprise she was pursuing at Snow Mountain. She and I exchanged a glance but never spoke a word to each other. I then went up to a chamber on the left side of the hall where I would run through several laborious levels of some sort of training gauntlet. I barely remember running through them and once I was finished I returned to the training room where Eira was and we exchanged another look. This was it, I didn’t care what she was, I was ready to say “screw it all” and be with her. But as I approached the training room to tell her this a man pulled me aside. It was Herman accompanied by the architect who designed the gauntlet. Herman told the architect that I was to fight Eira. Impressed by this the architect led me back to his room where he wanted to hear my plans and show me more gauntlets. Eira and I never saw each other again after that.