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    1. Part of the Night's Watch

      by , 06-19-2011 at 03:47 PM
      I am a member of the night's watch from A Game of Thrones. There is this climbing competition in the middle of the ocean where we have to each try and get to the top of this tower of somesort and prevent others from doing the same. I swim to the tower and fight someone else trying to get up. One or two others are farther away in the water. I eventually get to the top, forget to juggle and lose after all my hard work. I am infront of this African tribesman somehow, maybe we are not in the ocean anymore. We bow to eachother. We are all at a table afterwords and I tell everyone that If I hadn't forgot, I would have won. I see my cousin under the table, but just her head. It looks as if the rest of her body should be sticking out, but there is nothing past the table cloth hanging down.

      Dinner outside past the hedges in my backyard. Someone brings out the queen for a visit. She is horribly ill and disgusting. He helps her sit down and eat. I and a couple others are called into the yard by our commander. There is my shed, and we are being tested by searching it as a team. One of the other Nights watch guys opens to door while I keep a small cat at bay to the left. It lunges at me and bites at my fingers. Its poisonous! Is that what the commander wanted to happen? Good thing I was wearing my gloves.

      I am going inside, but can't find my sword. Where is it? I look around, and ask some people but they don't know. Sam helps me for a moment, but doesn't really care and waves his knife at me in a threatening way. He is wearing golden gauntlets? I try a sword that might be mine, but its not it. My sword is a thick blade, but this one is skinnier and has a curve to it. Some big guy starts causing me trouble. He doesn't like me. He starts attacking me with his sword, and we start fencing. We aren't hurting eachother when we land hits though, and I am landing much more. All I remember now is him coming at me with a knife trying to kill me. We get inside, I try some knife defense techniques but they aren't working well. I manage to control his knife hand, but when I try to punch him back I can't inflict any pain. I'm too weak and he's way to strong. There's nothing I can do. I manage to get either his knife or another one in my hand and point it at his throught. I make some small holes in it just to let him know I'm serious. He gets the message I think.

      We're on a couch or a bed now in the room, there are a lot of others and there is this martial arts instructor from Israel in the hallway talking to everyone about a test or something. The guy tries to stab me again, I am hitting him in the back of the head as hard as I'm just not strong enough..I yell out for help but nobody even turns their head to notice me. I just cry and move away and ask him to stop. He says "your a sensitive little guy aren't ya?" He gives me a hug.
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