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I felt people walking. I lived under the ground. It was in the middle of the woods, long long time ago. Everything i did was for my own amusement. The people were getting closer. There was a girl, i could sense, that was walking in front of them. She finally stepped over the ground which i lived in. I let the sand go loose, she fell in. The ground swallowed her up. This was funny to me, she was right next to me, unconscious. I could let her free any time i wanted, fully alive and okay, but i didn't want to. I wanted to see what would happen. A man stood above my ground, he was pissed. He looked like a knight. He was shouting to me and cursing, but i just laughed. He begged me to let her loose.

"Why should I?" i asked him, glad to have communication with another being.

"I love her." he replied.
"how does that affect me?!" i demanded.
"If i guess your true name, will you let her go?"
I thought about this. Considering it had been hundreds of years since i've forgotten my own name, i thought this was pretty safe.
"Okay." i answered.
He then said a name. I don't remember now what it was. It brought back feelings and memories, i felt it could possibly have been my real name. I, however, was not about to let my little fish go. Not when it drew this knight to me.
"That's not my name!" I laughed and drew the girl farther into the ground.
The knight was so pissed. He argued with me for awhile and walked off. I was indignant. Did he care NOTHING for this girl?! I decided to follow him and harass him.
I followed him to his home town. I followed him to his little house. I followed him into his kitchen. He ignored me. I felt that Autumn made him think of her, so i changed the season (yeah i was super powerful, but i hardly used my power) to Autumn. I saw the leaves change. I saw the sky change. Everything was beautiful. The knight was angry with me, and continued to ignore me.
I woke up.

This dream I had when i was about 15 (nearly 10 years ago). I don't want to forget it.
I was a man. I was tall, but i don't remember what I looked like. I was new, all Humans were new to the world. I was on this large island with a tribe of people. I felt i was one of them, but yet separate. They looked up to me, they were smaller than me. We built huts near the beach out of the wood and palm leaves on the island.
One night, however, there came a great noise from the woods. A huge boar ran out and into the village, destroying nearly everything. It was a sore loss, we had to rebuild a lot of it. We lost quite a few villagers. A week passed. In another night out from the woods came a many-headed serpent creature. I fought it this time and killed it. A week later the villagers came down with a disease, boils etc. This was too much for me, I decided to go into the woods. I did not know what I was looking for, but i felt there was something behind this.

I wandered far into the woods, almost to the other side of the island. I took my spear with me. All of a sudden i saw a strange wooden structure. I looked around and saw that there were many of them. Look out posts? I looked up and saw odd flying circles with people in baskets (now i know they are like hot air balloons). I looked into the distance and there was a huge wooden tower. At the top of this tower there was a figure looking out the window at me. He was sallow-skinned and had long straight black hair. I knew he was behind everything that happened to my villagers. I took up my spear and tossed it at the flying circle. It fell to the ground and i slit the throats of the men inside. I ran for it.

The magician was chasing me, catching up with me. I was good at running through the thick woods, but he was faster. I stopped and turned around. The magician launched a huge light-ball at me. I felt that i could fight this way. I made a barrier around me that split the light in two. The magician was astonished. We fought long and hard. Ages passed. The magician and I were constantly fighting on and off. There was a conflict in me. I loved the magician deeply, more than anyone could love another human. We were like each other, we were equals. But I was fighting to defeat him.

A blind woman one day came to me. She told me that there was a lion born in the mountains on the island that was the only thing that could defeat the magician. I felt that i had him now. I went to the mountains and found the lion in a cave. It was more like a manticore. It followed me willingly, knowing it's purpose for being alive was to defeat the magician. I lead it to the magician's fort. It killed him.

I felt empty. My other half, my equal, was gone. What have I done? What will I do now?

I woke up.

I stepped through the door way of an enormous mansion. It was ancient and mostly in ruins. I was barefoot. The only lights consisted of 4 or 5 candles. I needed to be quiet... I must find the master of the mansion, but can not let the servants hear. I passed a large mirror that had fallen on the floor. I saw my bare feet, golden jingles on my ankles, and loose purple silk pants. I was suddenly aware of a kuchi belt i was wearing, it was making light jingling sounds. I knew now that I was Jinnyah again. The servants heard me, or felt my presence. They rushed at me from around the corner. They were odd monster-ish creatures. I quickly turned into smoke (first time) and they could not catch me. It was difficult to direct myself and go which way i wanted, because i kept slowly spinning around. I felt that i had no body. I liked being smoke. The servants were frantic in trying to catch me. I floated to the other room and became solid again. I ran to a room down the hall and found the master of the mansion. I'm not sure what my business with him was, but I think I was going to kill him. He was a monster-like creature as well, but larger than the servants. I don't remember exactly what he looked like. All of a sudden the servants came panting behind me and almost caught me. I turned into smoke again, this time i floated around and behind them, made only my hands solid (very difficult to do) and grabbed their feet. They fell to the ground and i woke up.

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I was in this swamp with a tiny long-limbed fairy. She desperately needed something out of the tree-hole home of a fox-spirit. It was very dangerous. I waded in the swamp water and slowly crept towards the fox-spirits home. I carefully put my arm into the hole. There was a bright light behind me. We were caught. What would happen to me? I was so small. And my fairy?
I woke up.

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I was in a cave. The glistening wall of the cave was all i could see. I picked up a piece of charcoal and started to draw on the wall. I drew the profile of a handsome man in a turban. He was sad and was leaning over something. I drew the object of his attention. A dying, beautiful young woman. I could not get the dark rings around her eyes dark enough, she went mad and this was her end. The pictures started to move, i had to keep up with my charcoal. She was glaring at him, coldly. I started to feel the history between them. She was magical, a Jinnyah, and he was not only her love but her foe for ages upon ages. Apparently they were always competing for different things, it had always been a game to try and outsmart the other. He had left coldly and not shown himself for nearly 100 years. In that time something went horribly wrong. She started to tell her story:
"I had gone there! I had gone to the cave to find the sword, the magical sword." She hissed at him with bitterly cold anger.
"When I arrived i noticed it was gone. I assumed you had come first and stolen it. I cried aloud:
'You stole it you dirty thief, you filthy thief, you have my sword!'" here she was chanting in a low voice.
"An answer came from the darkness!" she looked sharply into his eyes and the scene changed. I was in the cave watching what had happened. Jinnyah was standing in the cave and cowering at the answer from the darkness. It was a low and demonic chant, as if coming from a large frog. The words were in another language, but i believe the meaning was this:
"Look at what we found, a pretty young Jinnyah, what a gift! what a gift for the prince of spirits she shall be."
Jinnyah tried to run, but a dozen or more spirits/demons jumped on her and bound her in magical shackles, so she could not turn into smoke and disappear. They dragged her down, down, down the winding stairs of the cave and there were lovely women voices singing the lament of Jinnyah in the background. The prince of spirits looked almost like a Conquistador, but his clothing were of many many colors. He held Jinnyah and took her away. The rest i guessed, she was forced to marry the prince of spirits, all while her love was away and unaware. She had gone insane in all those years and somehow escaped. She was dying, now. Her love bent over her and wept at her tale. She leaned back down on her pillow. He knows everything now and it torments him, Jinnyah can die in whatever kind of peace left in her mind.
I then woke up.

This was a dream i had a few weeks ago. There are many others i'd like to jot down on this site, not only for memory's sake, but also to get your input. I hope that's alright.

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