Thread: And Another One

This might have been caused by the emotional turmoil in my head pre-dream, but whatever.

In the beginning there was only darkness---and laughter.
I could see nothing, but my hand felt funny.

Slowly, I realized that my hand was encompassed by someone else's, and as the scene became more apparent, I realized that the feeling in my hand had traveled up to my heart, which beat faster, and into my gut where I recognized it immediately.

Butterflies?

I didn't have time to dwell because I felt my legs sprinting below me.
In the light of what seemed like our modern day street lamps, I could see my surroundings more clearly.

We were in the wilderness somewhere. The trunks and branches of the trees I caught sight of were dismembered visually, such that I could not tell whether or not a branch or trunk belonged to the same tree--both faded back into the darkness, which seemed to merely yield in the glow of the postlights.

There were cubed cabins all around me, futuristic looking, with wood so finely sanded, it looked smooth to the touch.These were scattered about my field of vision, a small intermission between darkness, leaves, darkness, leaves.

In a bit of a frenzy, I'd failed to noticed the many voices around me--they murmured and yelped with excitement, but I could not tell whether this was out of fear or adolescent amusement: we all looked about high school age.
At this point, too engrossed with my surroundings, i felt myself trip on what seemed like a tree root or a small rock, or--knowing ME--a few extra blades of grass.

Gravity here, however, seemed kinder.

The way down was a slow motion effect, giving me time to take in the deep green of the moist patches of grass below me. I lied there for what seemed like a full minute, searching the skies, intrigued by the fact that, in such darkness, there were no stars visible.

And then, everything was blue.
But I..I was really fucking dizzy.

A melodic chuckle: "Haha, are you alright?"

Whoever had been holding my hand had materialized beside me, no longer a significant pressure in my palm. He knelt down to see if i was alright, blindfolding me in the process, with the front flap of what resembled a men's dress shirt--in blue.

My hint should have been his voice, which made me smile below the blinding cloth in spite of my confusion--but his eyes, as soon as i was able to see them, inspired this giggle of happiness that was unmistakable.

I apparently, I was in love with him.

The next part of the dream is a bit murky.
In swift succession of thoughts i understood immediately a few things.

This was a class road trip.
The year was 2034.
And I had a bodyguard--a small, elf like creature who was airborn, yet trailed behind me, a weapon of sorts in his hand, and on his face, a look of disapproval. This look appeared again when my galactic boyfriend put his arm around me and rushed me to a wooden cube cabin.

The inside resembled my high school bathroom stalls. There was a muffled argument going on outside, but before i had a chance to investigate, my elf guard flew in, his wings humming as he hovered.

"Clear!" he declared.

The next scene happened in a POV shot: I was sitting in a stall, staring at the moldy pipes that hung over head. Despite the commotion outside, all I could hear were the sounds of my own piddle and the elf's humming--nearly buzzing, wings.

Suddenly, a weapon went off. "Agh!" someone yelped.
I gasped as I watched 3 bright blue orbs float into the room.

"Yndo!" I yelled, and the little elf appeared, destroying the orbs one by one.
"There's another one!" I yelled, and he rushed to shoot it, driving it out of the room.
Anxious, I pressed my eye to the slit in the stall door, searching. But it seemed to be over.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, a faint blue glow. It moved swiftly, orbiting the circumference of my head without a sound. As it passed in front of me, I got the impression that this ...creature was indeed alive--An intelligent and thinking organism. And soon after, came the most horrifying thought. I was being watched--it, was watching me. And then, so faintly that i couldn't be sure it was happening, it spoke to me...not with a mouth, but in my mind. I could hear it in my mind.

Hello Prin---

But it didn't get to finish. There was a loud zap and the orb imploded in front of me, it's image warped. Yndo's smoking weapon was in front of me. "Clear!" he yelled, automatically, and then, in a less mechanic matter, smiled at me warmly.

It occurred to me then that Yndo couldn't speak my language, so i just smiled back, and he understandingly motioned me to follow him.

Outside, a flock of orbs made their way towards the sky. I noticed for the first time that there were others like Yndo, cursing the orbs in what to me was muttered nonsense, and firing their weapons at will, wings abuzz in the night.

In the distance, I thought I saw him, my galactic boyfriend, running with four others, dressed in black from head to toe--but upon catching my eye, he only turned and fled East.

Confused, and suddenly very tired, I blacked out.

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There's more, the next part is pretty fuckin' weird to me, but I'm in dire need of some breakfast so, more later.

Took me a while to get back to the rest of the dream--been busy. For the past week and a half or so, following this dream i kept having really vivid recurring dreams. Here they are.

First, the finale to the last one:

Eyes closed, I can feel the daylight all around me. I open my eyes to find myself in a house with low wooden beams intersecting all over the ceiling. My first thought is that "This seems like a house that would be in Aspen." but as I think it I look outside to see a vast sea of evergreens and a bright blue sky--no snow in sight.

POV is wide length screen; I'm sprawled on a black futon with wooden trimmings and an orange fleece blanket. Everything from then on is murky.

I have a grandmother who is wrapped in pink fleece and a younger sister, about twelve years of age, or maybe nine--but definitely prepubescent who dressed in an aristocratic shade of deep purple from head to toe. Her hairstyle is infantile, but futuristic.

They're both having an argument with me at the same time, with the silverhaired, bee hive hair donning grandmother mumbling about how such and such is "dangerous" and otherwise insinuating that I should know better, "considering what's at stake."

Then, in a moment of unexplained clarity, I gather that my grandmother is something like a queen bee: She, my sister and I are the last women on the planet. My sister is not yet of childbearing age but this isn't her only complication: something has happened to her that threatens to render her infertile, ergo my role as the only woman of child bearing age on the planet is pretty important to my grandmother and the rest of the planet, but it's really of no importance to me. As i realize this I look out to see "people" passing by our windows. They aren't human, they're different type of aliens.

Tired of the same argument I run to my room and bury myself in my blankets. Suspected boyfriend shows up, sliding down a pole/pillar outside my bedroom window.

With my bodyguard Yndo nowhere in sight, a very rated G cuddle session ensues.

The mood shifts dramatically. Suddenly I feel very sad and alone. I pull aforementioned boyfriend closer, lay my head on his shoulder and tell him so. In this moment, I realize that loving him makes me feel extremely fragile--(Gah, i KNOW, what was i ON?)

But before I can admit this to him, I notice an emptiness in his eyes that I had never seen, or rather noticed before.

A lightbulb goes off in my head as Yndo crashes through the door.

"You need to get out of here!" he shouts to me. Immediately my boyfriend figure jumps up and throws me over his shoulder, but Yndo presses a button on what i thought was his skin.

"We no longer require the presence of Subject 47. Abandon mission now."

But my boyfriend moves swiftly to my window, and I start to panic.

"Repeat. Disengage Subject 47. Abandon mission now or be prepared to endure the consequence."

In response, my boyfriend places me down gently and assumes a military position as his eyes start to blink red and beep mechanically.

I've been in love with a boy-bot. Of sorts.

Yndo begins to babble on through this communications device or whatever it is, but i can hardly grasp what's happening and sink into a black out once more.

I wake up in tears for some reason, grasping the very prominent thought that, in real life, I'll never be more than suspicious of romantic love.

Well, I DID say that this sort of happened after a very stressful day...anyway it made me really emo for the rest of the day. gah. Whatever.

oh Right, the other dreams.

I'm a little spent for now, I'll come back to them and hopefully have another tonight.

But i will say this: my dreams have suddenly taken an HD, sci-fi fantasy movie quality, and i wonder why. it's just really kick ass.

Mmmmmm.