redisreddish's mess of dreams is still messy

I've gotten back into the habit of writing my dreams down as soon as I wake up, and my recall has improved... Yay.

Okay. I was standing at the edge of a field surrounded by a forest. There was a girl I've never seen before several feet to my right using a shovel to dig small holes all around the perimeter of the field. She had long, wavy, dark brown hair, and... Maybe freckles? Maybe. Regardless, I walked over to her and asked if I could help. She said sure, and handed me a shovel. (Never found out why she was digging those holes.) As we worked, she told my she was from DV.

"Oh, really? That's cool," I said. Never even crossed my mind to RC. After a minute or so, I accidentally flung some dirt in her direction. She seemed irritated, but didn't say anything. Then I did it again.

"Watch what you're doing, stupid! Jeez!" She threw her shovel down and brushed off her clothes. I just ran away, figuring that I would only get in the way even more if I stuck around. "Hey... Hey, wait!" the girl called.

I was running along the edge of the field. To my right, along the trees, big photographs floated every few feet. They were black and white, with splashes of color. I passed right next to one on my way into the forest. For some reason, I ran my hand along its surface. It rippled like water, and the color came off on my hand. I wiped it on my hair and ducked under some branches to hide behind a cluster of trees. The girl stopped by the photograph I had touched and looked around.

The color suddenly started draining from everything around me I knew the color in my hair was standing out. The girl spotted me and started walking in my direction, but I took off again. Then, just as quickly as the color had faded, it rushed back. The sky turned a ridiculously bright shade of blue, the little plants growing in the field became a very deep green, even the black soil intensified in color. Photos were floating all around in full color, and I started to run in slow motion. Fluffy white clouds drifted down to my level. Random objects appeared in the air--teacups and picture frames and letters (letters like ABC), all sorts of things. I jumped, and went up at least ten feet. For a few seconds I hovered there, surrouned by all the stuff, and then I began to fall back down. I landed in a sitting position, a little dazed. Everything was really surreal, and, well, dreamlike.

"Hey," the girl panted, catching up to me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you."

I just looked at her. Then I looked at myself and saw that I was wearing a flowery dress. I said something about wanting to hug the sky.

Then we were in a room. I don't know how to describe it any better than that--we were in the field, then we were in a room. There was also a guy with us. He was tall, with short brown hair. He and the girl (she told my her name at some point, but I forget what is was. Seems like it started with an A, or had an A in it) told my to sit down and watch, and they would show me some stuff. Suddenly they were wearing beautiful costumes--white, with swirling green vines and leaves. They danced, ballet-style. After that was over, their clothes changed again. This time, the girl was wearing a flowy red and black dress, and the guy was wearing a loose red shirt and black pants. The dance they did then was more charged than the previous one--it almost had a dangerous kind of edge. They finished that dance and then a random boy came in and tried to play a piano, but he was pretty bad.