Amurehna

I am making out with a man at work, he is beautiful and I might even love him. I lead him somewhere so that we might have sex, but even though I am naked he remains clothed. After a time, someone calls him away and he just goes like I don't mean anything. There is a mirror, it is hammered bronze and I can hardly see myself. I ask someone nearby if they have seen the man I was with. She smiles, and says, "Oh, honey. He doesn't want you."
As she says it I lean closer to the dull metal surface. I see that I am ugly. "Oh." I say. "I suppose he wouldn't."

Jack and the House

I am at the MA house. I am lucid but I don't really remember the dream. There is something awful in the house, and because I am lucid I warn my DCs that something bad is going to happen so they can void it. The house is dark, it's the deep hours the night where everything is quiet, and so very still. There's something that forces them to act outside their nature and I try to save them from that violation by warning them. It doesn't always work. There are several cycles of the same dream where I am trying to save the other people in the house but I don't always succeed.

I am in a jungle. Before me stands a riverbed, the banks are choked with vividly green vegetation. A woman tells me that she saw Jack travel downstream, and even the rumor of Him is enough to make me follow. I wade into the cool gray water. I stare down the dark stone tunnel, I can see the end, but I know that once I enter, the current will take me and I will not be able to turn back. I duck under the opening. I have to find him. The water takes me. What I thought was the end, is actually a moss covered support beam. I easily pass underneath it. The tunnel becomes more narrow the longer I traverse it, and each 'end' is actually a mossy support beam. So there is no end. The tunnel narrows, causing me to panic. Each support is further under water so that I have no idea if there will be air on the other side. So, then, there is only the rushing water, the harrowing scrape of the stone walls pressing in around me, and knowing that if only I could get to the other end of the tunnel, everything would be okay.