non-lucid

It was a cloudy and rainy afternoon. I was in a forest road, driving a car. My sister was a passenger. At first we were in a black Audi car, but then it turned into fiat 125p. Something broke in a car that was blocking whole way. I drove a bit closer and some people appeared and used chain so I could take that car out of way. Suddenly I found myself in my backyard, inside fiat and with Audi chained to my car. I saw a blonde dude from my class coming and then drove to deliver the vehicle to it's new owner.

On the way I saw a burning flat, and saw that my car turned into a bicycle. I delivered the car and drove back to flats, looking for the arsonist with a police squad. Nobody knew where to look, but then I saw a man in gray jacket suspiciously entering a house. I followed him and he said "Ok you've got me, I am the arsonist. Just don't tell anyone and I'll let you go.". I took a fork out of my pocket and held it like gun. He took it out of my hands, and police squad entered just in time. I disarmed him and took to the police station, to close him in jail. Officers congratulated me for a well done action.

So I was in an elementry school as a drama teacher for the kids there. I was preparing them to preform a musical for my friend. (Solas from Dragon Age inquisition) I told them to continue practicing the script while I go and keep him busy.
They said alright and I left them to themselves. Near the school was a park and he was standing there, I went to him and apologized for being late. He smiled and said it's alright.

So we started talking for a while and then I told him that I'd be right back. I went to check up on the kids to see if they were ready to perform. Then I saw that instead of practicing they were sleeping!
I was angry, frustrated. I shouted wake up and they all lazily opened their eyes and then closed them again. I thought to myself, "what am I going to do now?" I then remembered a spell which could send people to the Fade. I then waved my hands around them and then their bodies began shining as a sign that the spell worked.
I went back to Solas and told him, "Let's go to the fade." He asked, "Why?"

I told him because I want to show him something. So we went to the fade, and the children were there, they seemed ready, Solas looked at me a bit confused but then I gave the children the signal and they all began singing a song that I can't quite remember. Solas clapped at the in the end and told me that this was a great gift, you have tought them well.
He then gave me a hug and I woke up.

A rather strange dream but atleast he liked the gift.

1) Sitting with a group of parents, I think it's parent's evening at school, and I'm asked to talk about my career. I think it's a bit silly and irrelevant but start talking. I explain that I decided to repair hernias during the time I was doing my research project (I have never done a surgical hernia repair in my life, or a research project), I explain how it did it in my free time and how important it was for me, I think I was being a bit big headed.

2) Looking at a map deciding what route I was going to walk, it's a circular route, and I will be walking half the distance on the road, half off-road. This dream s a bit 'misty'. I'm stood by a car in the road at the start of the walk, I can't remember much else.

3) In a large low roofed wooden building. I could see lots of men having showers through openings in the building. The there was no-one there and it became strangely empty.

4) I was walking down a corridor at my very first place of work carrying lots of folders and bits of paper. Someone is moving office and I wait while a team of men carry a desk and lots of cardboard boxes down the corridor, I see people start to unpack the boxes and hear someone explain why it's so important to pack small items in cardboard boxes. Then I meet my bext friend sitting in front of a computer screen and I am starting to explain to him that you can use his computer system to do every thing mycomputer system does to enter patient consultations. He goes off to get something but I just can't work out how to access his computer. He comes back and I explain how much I would enjoy a hot chocolate right now. He points out the correct box to click on the computer and everything works.

16/3/16: (quick write up)
Fragment: Romcom about my cat Tiger

Dream 1: I was at a book launchy sort of party. There were two guys who looked a lot younger as kids on the slide show playing, and some super bogan guy. Maybe something to do with modelling.

Dream 2: Two people waiting outside a house when it was super hot, my dad came back to them and gave them a newspaper and water an stuff.

With family and pals we were spending our holidays at Hawaii islands. It was warm, but rather dark evening. I took my pal for a short walk, and then a DC came up to me and asked why am I avoiding her and not responding to her in any way. I haven't said anything, so she took my pal for a walk and left me alone. I looked for something to do, and on a seashore found a young brunette woman, who made massages for a prize. I asked what's the prize and in which currency I'll have to pay. She only accepted a Hawaiian currency and 300 for a massage session. It was a peculiar technique, using a boa constrictor. I took out my wallet, but I still haven't exchanged my money to Hawaiian currency. I looked for someone who could exchange me the money.

I had tackled the person...her I think. To the ground and I wrapped my hands around her throat. She struggled before my grip even tightened, her expression full of fear. I smiled, tightening my grip and watching them. My focus was mainly on the neck but I remember seeing she had the same pale skin I did and her hair was of medium length if not long. It was brown with a slight wave in it.

Her eyes were a similar shade of brown as her hair, now she seemed familiar. This though did not stop me.

Our surroundings were empty nothing but a large empty area with a dark gray floor, almost like concrete....but not quite. A small crowd was far behind us, viewing me strangling this person but they did nothing but stayed in the shadows. For heaven's sake, we were even in a spotlight, so it wasn't like they couldn't see this.

Fell into a deep sleep last night.

I was demonstrating some kind of song and dance for a group of people.

I was then driving my mom and sister to the doctor. The office was located in a shopping plaza, with a big red-orange grocery sign. It was oddly across the street from a flea market. My sister and I were excited about that, lol.
We arrived and my mom went directly into the office (I knew she was there but I never saw her go). My sister disappeared and I was arguing with a female nurse (short, dirty blonde hair, around mid 40's of age) in the waiting room, who said I couldn't wait there (?) I said, "I always wait here, I've been coming here with my mom for years". At that moment, I had memories of the many times I had visited the office with my mom, of which I never recalled before. The nurse finally calmed down, and after a frown, she gave up and let me sit there.

Suddenly I was talking to someone who looked like Quentin Tarantino. He was kind of disappointed in me, although I'm nor sure why.

This morning, early hours, I was in what seemed like a weird light sleep, with vibrations that felt comfortable. But even though it was comfortable, I felt a wave of sadness, and this feeling finally woke me up.

Looking back at this entry, I feel like I have been watching too much TV lately. Oh well, next time.

no lucid dreams... yet, just more loud pops and bangs (in my head why?) and those strange glowing white outlines of my room... weird or wot?

Kat (my kitty) keeps coming and lying on me too, like cats do when they sense you're worried about something? her purring making the whole bed vibrate at times (maybe she wants to lucid dream too hehe)

and that's basically it... ho hum

it's so boring when nothing ever happens?

and then it scares the poo out of ya when it does??

oh pleeease let tonite be the nite! hehehe

I was in my current home, mostly correctly rebuild in my dream as well. One of the most notable differences was the fact my apartment was on the wrong side of the house. In the beginning my wife and my best friend were there, we were in the staircase I think. We talked about something I guess but I don't remember well.
The point from which I remember the dream well was when I was lying on my bed, looking at the screen of my PC across the room. It suddenly had a blue screen and then a really weird boot screen, like it would be possible and even reasonable for a boot screen to look like that, but I know none that actually does.
I kind of had a sync of the blue screen on my smartphone too, there I saw something that didn't fit in there. Oddly enough I can't seem to chronologically order these events correctly either.
Also I suddenly had a perfect copy of my smartphone, on in each hand. I swiped in my complicated unlock pattern, but I didn't copy it correctly, rather I mirrored it. Both phones unlocked.

At this point I had a smile as the fact I was dreaming had undeniably dawned on me. A nose-pinch RC confirmed that.
I didn't pay any attention to the fact I was apparently only wearing underwear and went outside (that whole getting lucid in a dream and going outside thing seems to become a thing in my dreams nowadays), it snowed and it was pretty cold. I, walking around with hardly any clothes, felt that cold in a somewhat realistic, however not unpleasant manner. After some time I got used to it and didn't really feel any cold anymore either.
I spent most of the time walking around my neighborhood, which also was mostly correctly, all the while looking at my hands and turning them into lizard type hands, scales and stuff. It worked out pretty well too. The last thing I remember that sometime in between I shouted something out into the dream which seemed to help stabilize it.

Eventually I woke up, or rather I had a false awakening. It seemed like I was in the same home that this dream had build, or mostly similar anyway, and my wife was beside me too.
I shouted the same thing and startled her, and stupidly didn't realize I was still dreaming. Had I realized it I probably could've gone on a bit, but alas I woke up shortly after.

3.16.16

Day shifts this week.

I woke up and retold myself a dream to remember it later. But now I don't remember it. Too bad, it was pretty good.

DR later on:
Something about festival, or award ceremony. They are calling names of artists that were chosen to sing and they are all happy about it. I get a preview of a british boy's choir singing. This is so detailed and clear. I watch from only 5 feet away how these kids sing. I hear and understand the words and I notice how different they sing as individuals.

Hmm. Just noticed it's been two weeks since I last posted a full log. I suppose I got a few I'm willing to share...

Spoiler for Log 318 - Air Raider and Other Assorted Stories:

Created Sunday 13 March 2016

Could note one dream before the first awakening, and a number of smaller dreams during a loop of sleep and wakings afterwards. Much details were forgotten for all of these, particularly how they started. There was also scraps of a later dream, where I was in some apartment discussing previous dreams with my brother, Marco, and the many powers and abilities I've displayed distinctly between lucid and non-lucid dreams. He found it humorous, much to my embarrassment. I'm also kinda sure of something about eating my nephew's leftover food (not an uncommon occurrence in waking reality).

Dream 1 - Air Raider

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was a passenger inside a large vehicle (a full-sized van, I think?), travelling through an urban environment under a grey sky. A few familiar figures there with me, of whom I could identify Yana, mom, and dad.

Seemed to think we were going to a beach. We had to stop early, for Yana apparently had stomach troubles, and couldn't hold it in. There was a discussion on the nasty matter, but I'd rather leave it unsaid. Anyway, we parked at an inclined street. The shops around us were all sealed with roll-up doors, so we went along downhill. Yana rushed off ahead, and I tried to keep up with her, but couldn't. Meanwhile, my parents lingered behind. Figured out I could fly. I used this to hover quickly down the sidewalk, yet I still could not catch up to my sister. What's more, I lost track of where I was.

I landed and paced around nervously. In time, I noticed someone was stalking closely behind me, a tanned skinned, shaved haired guy, about in his mid-twenties, and wearing a baggy blue shirt. He was obviously up to something. Indeed, as he passed me by, he snapped his hand towards the right pocket of my navy blue shorts, right where I kept my wallet. I reactively shoved my own hand there to interpose. In turn, the thug tried wresting my wallet out of my grip, grasping my free arm from behind as we struggled.

It was then that I realized I had other powers, namely control over electricity and air. And so, after barely grabbing hold of his chest with my left hand, I tensed my fingers, from which invisible currents surged into the thug. He backs off, and tried walking away all unassuming like. But I was flaring with unreasonable hate. "He needed to die", I thought.

I motioned my hands around towards him, as if handling an unseen basketball. Just then, a transparent yet visible gust circled around his head in a vacuum. The thug dropped on his knees, gasping for breath. It took only seconds for him to fall lifeless. I looked down on his corpse for a moment, glaring at him with bitter contempt, before I walked off.

My view discorporates for a moment, following a path into an unknown home. This place was well decorated, a possible indication of high society. Lounging around on a sofa were a formally dressed couple, both late middle aged and with light skin and dark hair. The two were speaking in Spanish, complaining of some matter, something about their son's antics.

Soon, another pair of figures walk into the area, neither seeming of reputable origins. One was a wiry twenty-something year old guy, very energetic and twitchy, and with a disturbed look in his always widened and dilated eyes. Don't remember much of the other guy, save that he was subordinate to his shorter, skinnier fellow.

I then manifest at the home's entrance, where I had been given the form of a big obese guy, black hair long and unkempt, and his clothes very baggy. The supposed son, I presumed. Moreover, I felt completely drenched, as if I've been swimming recently.

Well, "I" go to the living room, where I sat down on a cushioned bar stool that should have by all means collapsed under this form's weight. Nearby were the parents, both averting their eyes in disappointment. They start making indirect passive-aggressive remarks about "me", mainly sour advice. But I ignored them, minding instead all the powers I've exhibited beforehand.

After that, I cross through a hallway towards "my" room. This place was a dump, with much clothes, beddings, and shoes scattered all throughout, and a heavy stench of tobacco masking various other unpleasant odors. To my surprise, I found the skinny guy and his partner were waiting there, the former sitting on a wide bed in the middle, and the latter standing somewhere to the left. I knew they weren't there for pleasantries. Some unresolved money problems, perhaps?

As expected, the madman dashes right towards me. He almost caught up, until I reflexively conjured a vortex around his head, all while backpedalling. And yet, his resolve allowed him to push towards me through most of the hallway, and he would have reached me if he didn't succumb in the last second. The skinny guy stumbles around wildly, crashing, flailing, and slamming against the walls before falling over breathless.

Just then, his goon interrupts my attack with a body check. I respond quickly by grabbing at, and blasting a spinning blast of wind, in his face, leaving him reeling from dizziness until he fell over backwards. Afterwards, I refocus the vacuum on my first target, where I finally suffocate him before he had the chance to recover.

I don't remember anything else until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Inconveniently Short Duration Awareness

The visuals were very blurred. I was in a convenience store, supposedly employed there. Working the register, which was in the middle, for some reason, was my uncle, Timothy.

Don't remember much, besides wandering the aisles for a bit. At one point, I somehow found out I was dreaming. But as I wondered what to do next, the environment warped. There were a few non-lucid scenes afterwards, but I don't know anything else.

Spoiler for Log 319 - Baseball Riot, Knights, and Boss Fight at the Motel and Other Assorted Stories:

Created Monday 14 March 2016

I could remember two dreams today, one before the first known awakening, and one afterwards. Both were fairly involved, though I don't remember as much details as I should by this point.

Dream 1 - Regrettably Familiar Thieves

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was at home, going all around doing who knows what. Throughout my time there, I regularly encountered a tall, skinny old lady, someone I thought was familiar to me, though I had no idea who she was.

Most initial things are a blur at the moment. I know I go to the backyard, and end up speaking with an acquaintance.

At one point, I catch someone going through some of mom's antiques in the lounge downstairs, just a few cups and vases within a fancy cupboard. This person turned out to be Shaneil, a kid I haven't seen since way back in third grade, now an adult. I knew he was trying to steal these items, and so I confronted him, forcing him to run away empty handed.

I followed him out there, where I found another known figure, though his name evades me at the moment; I just remember him as the Dizzy player in Guilty Gear XX that kept beating me in casuals and tournaments. It seems the two were in on this heist. This both infuriated and pained me, as neither seemed the type to betray an acquaintance, especially for petty gains. A big argument ensued, where at least one spoke of growing up in low standing, and as such had to do whatever it took to make a living. I brushed that off, and I likewise told them I'd call the cops. The two retreated afterwards.

Back inside, I lamented such trouble arriving in my peaceful community, especially since the two were supposedly my neighbors. I looked to the cupboard again, where I noticed an empty spot among the antiques. "The blue and white vase", I thought, "it's gone! Mom's not gonna like this..."

I'm not too sure what else happened. I may have called the cops, and interacted with actual family members, but I can't be certain. Don't know what else occurred until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Baseball Riot, Knights, and Boss Fight at the Motel

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the balcony-hallway of a wide, two storied building, a motel, I presumed, a canopy shielding me from a dusk rain. Two other figures were with me, though I didn't distinguish anyone yet.

I soon head to a room in a far edge of the building. At the entrance and in a distant corner were terminals, some electronic booking service machines, apparently. My companions hurried inside, where I distinguished the two as Beavis and Butt-Head, cartoony appearance and all. Both found mundane things to joke about or be amazed at, snickering on as they always would. Meanwhile, I figured we hadn't much funds to spend, and so declined buying a stay here. Figured if worse comes to worse, we have a vehicle to sleep in, though the cold air I'd just noticed did concern me a bit.

And so, we headed back out. While going through the hallway, we somehow pass through a small stadium, a baseball field played by non-professional teams below, and a sizeable crowd filling the bleachers. It was a clear night by then, good lighting providing clear vision. A ball gets hit nearby us. Beavis then picks it up, haphazardly tosses it, and accidentally beans someone in the head. Butt-Head, greatly amused, finds another ball, and wilfully pelts someone with it from behind. This enrages the target, who throws it back, but unwittingly hits another bystander. Cue a chain reaction that results in a disastrous riot. The idiot teens just chuckle away at this frenzy. I, on the other hand, decide to ditch the two and their antics.

Now, I was back in the motel balcony, where it's somehow become dusk again. Moreover, I had somehow changed to Bobby Hill from King of the Hill. I soon encounter his father, Hank Hill, who confronts me on hanging out with "those two troublemakers". Couldn't deny being way in over my head in that regard.

Things get unclear for a moment. I eventually return to my own form while heading downstairs. It was the dead of night again, and storming heavily, to boot. As I crossed through a lot, I encountered a sizeable and impressive group hurrying through, all men in metal plate armor concealed by cloaks. One of them stops to speak with me, whom was clearly Theoden from Lord of the Rings. He warns me of certain dangers lurking around, though I can't remember what that was. The armored king then runs off with the rest of his men.

From there, I start walking to another lot around the building to get to my vehicle. But the rain and winds got much too strong, keeping me in check. It seemed too dangerous to go on, so I hurry back to the motel, all the way across to that corner room upstairs.

As I began settling my belongings (which I suddenly had), the far terminal starts acting very strangely, making a lot of noises and flashing many-colored lights. Just then, some menacing song plays in the background, a video game boss theme music (The Return from Gradius 2, I think). The machine immediately fires laser blasts and glowing energy spheres all throughout the space. In reaction, I super-jump out of the room, the place lacking a ceiling, unusually enough. Anyway, I leap back in and out, repeating this maneuver as I await an opening. Now, I'm pretty sure I eventually overcome it with a few strikes, not entirely. Whatever the case, the machine remained intact, but was no longer hostile.

Not sure what else happened until the dream ended.

Spoiler for Log 320 - Brother's Admirer and Other Assorted Stories:

Created Tuesday 15 March 2016

Could remember two dreams today, and even then, not too much. There was also scraps before the first awakening, from which I was searching for something in a dark cavern. This setting reminded me of Mortal Kombat for some reason, leading to a very vivid daydream on the matter shortly afterwards until I snap back to reality. After that, I think I remember something of playing music on a keyboard. There was also some dream where I apparently made a Youtube Poop video, its contents containing the usual CDI audio clips mixed with another cartoon I can't recall. I remember reading comments with mixed opinions, either praise or derision on my use of "Spadinner" material.

Dream 1 - Brother's Admirer

The visuals were slightly dim but otherwise pretty clear. I was sitting down by one of many white clothed tables in a widened room, the floor of laminated wood. Given the quantity of people around, and how well dressed they all were, I assumed this was some sort of fancy party.

Didn't really do much at first, just observing as everyone else were enjoying themselves. At one point, I notice my brother, Marco, nearby. He was in a casual conversation with an unknown person, a petite, light skinned and dark haired woman in her early twenties or so. She seemed especially fond of him, too fond, if you ask me. Every word from him drew the girl closer and closer. Much to both my brother's and my own surprise, she knocks him down to the floor in a not so subtle embrace, and begins kissing him passionately. I had very mixed feelings on all of this, a combination of jealousy, intrigue, disgust, and even allurement. Couldn't help but stare for a while. Not sure who it was, but either I, or the two of them, walk off afterwards.

Eventually, I encounter mom, who also witnessed the whole thing. She teased on the matter in supportiveness of Marco, much to my dismay.

Really don't remember what else happened, save for wandering around for a bit. I can't say how the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Interesting Trashy Pop Video

The visuals were dim and blurred. This took place in a mostly darkened area, save for spotlights shining on an unknown group of men and women. Given some kind of trashy pop song was playing in the background, this was presumably a music video. I was not present, but could acknowledge my thoughts.

Eventually, the viewpoint closes up on some light skinned, light haired woman, striped straw in hand, her hair and attire styled in some punk-ish fashion. She lowers the straw to a plane below her, where it's suddenly revealed that she was far larger than the other people, easily twenty times their size. The others begin scurrying around in panic, whereas the giant singer sucks up one of the men through the tube. She sloshed him around in her mouth for a while before swallowing him whole. Given her own shocked reaction, and that of the rest of the group, gulping him down was clearly not intended.

Things get hazy from here. I know the giantess toys around with the others for a while, though far more gently. I don't know what else happened until the dream ended.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

My dogs are barking furiously outside, I'm having a hard time falling asleep...
Then a loud humming sound makes everything shake like an earthquake. And a white light shines through my blinders. I feel dizzy and confused. I go to my window and try to see where this light and sound come from, through the spaces in the blinders. I see a pair of beady red eyes piercing me. I jump back with fear. Then I realize the blinders are half open and the creature moves to the side of the window that is now exposed. It is greenish, with a big deformed head and those really scary red eyes. I pull the curtains and move on to another room. I convince myself that I am safe, he cannot enter the house.
I wake up in the morning and go outside to look for footprints under my window, just to confirm my vision was real. But I see no marks. Instead, I find all my clothes I left hanging to dry overnight, all over my garden and a lot of chaos in general, like a storm hit the place.
Then I really wake up in RL.

15/3/16:
Fragment: Something about a party chamber

Dream 1: I was lifting up this super heavy obsidian man-cover thing by looping a chain over a pulley and hauling on it to raise it up.

Dream 2: I was wandering the streets near a train station with someone from school. We were just walking around but then we heard police sirens and thought they might have been coming after us so we started running away.

Dream 3: I was voting and campaigning for Bernie Sanders. I was travelling in a car with a few other people and we stopped off at a petrol station and headed inside. There was a tv in there playing some political story, so I started talking about Bernie to the people in the station and tried to convince them to vote for him.

Dream 4: I was with a few other people and we were all eating really weird food. I had a burrito that was filled with these large grey maggot like things that were still alive and squirming. It was very hard to get it down but I think I managed.

6-22-2015

First, I was with a group of people in a sort of class. The class assignment was to play cards, either Yu-gi-oh or Magic. Our instructor gave us a quick explanation of how to play each game. With the game, we had partners. My partner, a girl I think, wanted to play Yugioh. At first I did too. However, I changed my mind and began looking through some Magic cards. After debating between the two our instructor explained that Yugioh was easier than Magic, and since this was a class and our grade was based on winning games with our partner I settled on Yugioh.
Next, I was on a field trip traveling in a bus. We were in Colorado. I was sitting next to a beautiful girl. She was tall, skinny, with long brown straight hair, and was lively and excited. She must have been to Colorado before because she knew or recognized several locations we drove past. Soon I remembered seeing the sights from a vantage point above the ground; we must have been flying. In our bus that was capable of flying and driving we could see a art installation. It was made of rocks that were stood up, much like Stonehenge though noticeably smaller. At the center of the installation was a sphere, rainbow in color, just like the loading icon on a Mac. This ball of color was suspended in the air with nothing holding it up. As we drove along (or rather flew) we passed a gigantic tree reminiscent of the Redwoods of California. It was standing alone in an open field and as we passed it the brown haired beauty beside me said she knew the tree, apparently from past experiences here in California. The tree itself had a spiral staircase seemingly made of its own material. The staircase, however, started about 1/3 of the way up the tree so a leisurely climb to its peak was impossible. Food was on the agenda and the place chosen was well known (at least to the girl). Inside the restaurant it was cozy but cramped. Now I wanted to get to know the girl. I asked her what she was getting. She said some tacos, which I remember were the first on the menu. The menu only had about four main entrees; the rest seemed to be individual items. I remember, wanting to buy just several small items but unfortunately for me I didn’t know what much of the food actually was. I remember feeling closer to the girl here. We had left the bus before everyone else and so we were alone. We must have talked, though I can’t say about what.

I'm on the road in front of my house, but it looks different; there's a old tree without any leaves with its branches sweeping low over the road like crochety hands. I climb up along one until I reach the level right about the powers lines and jump into a fly. I loose control and go head over heels, landing in a heap in the middle of a grand library.
It's beautiful. The shelves are carved like gentles waves, and the room is two floors high with a balcony running all around it. The room is lit by gaslights of copper and gold with frosted glass covering the flames, the warm almost buttery light gleaming of the polished wood of the shelves and floors. The glimpses of wall I can see are covered with dark green silk, matching the couch and armchairs placed around. At the far side of the library is a big fireplace, currently lit. The room smells sweet, of old books and beewax. There's an open door on a side, with moonlight peaking in.
I walk to it and step into a covered terrace, all old stones. It opens into a very carefully lanscaped garden under a very bright, very big full moon. At the center of it there's a table dressed and ready, with crystal glasses, vermeil cutlery and candelabra. There are people already seated, dressed in finery of all period and fashion, having hushed conversations and eyeing the rest of the small crownd. I don't feel like joining them but come closer to the table to admire the carving on the cutlery. The guests whisper amoung themselves, making a point of not looking at me. I'm a little annoyed and start to walk around the table to go to the other side of the terrace, so I can access the garden. As I'm going I catch a glimpse of blond hair and turn my head; the silvery man is here, very smartly dressed, his hair brushed to fall on one of his shoulder while letting the line of his jaw free of distraction on the other side. It's slighty distracting, and he knows it. Noticing my presence, he change his course and come to me, easily taking my arm and pulling me to the end of the terrace, inside a small, narrow alley I didn't see earlier. There's ivy on the wall, up to a small alvove with what seem to be an old pedestal on the ground. He pulls me in, leaning against the wall with a impish smile. I cross my arms in front of me, too amused to be annoyed... and wake up.