Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/19/2017
By wanderingSnake
Tonight I was a student again living in a small village below a snowy mountain, what ever I was learning it was important enough that many people from different places come to our village to learn it, I know it was something simple to do with drawing and lines but it lacked any magic to it. Any way our learning term had just ended and I had passed whatever tests we had to do so I raced home through the cluttered village to tell my mother I had finished my learning. I came home to find her in bed and still as stone, her body thin and frail the blue light of the room making the aura of it cold, I am filled with fear and sorrow that she is deceased, it is not to often that she is not in bed and infirm so it is a great fear that one day I'll come home and she won't be with us anymore. I reach for her and she moves, she is alive! She is glad I have finished school and begs me to go on Holliday, this place makes her unwell she'll get better if we leave, we must leave. I agree to a Holliday but only in two days time I want to stay just two days to make sure my teacher is okay as they weren't looking well before the end of school. I start to head back to the village school and look up to the snowy capped mountains a pillar of smoke coming up from between its peaks, not unusual for this time of year the cold making it hard to survive without the warmth of a fire. Only when the smoke grew larger, blacker and the flames of the fire was visible did I panic. a wild fire had started on the mountain side, the villagers calling out in terror and the elders of the town murmured about forbidden evils unleashed from tombs within the mountain. A creature bathed in smoke came crawling down the mountain side the form of a small child emanating black smoke, it was unnaturally quick as it ran to kill us all. On an instinct I charged at it trying to fight it using a stick of charcoal I drew symbols in the air chanting in tongues uncontrolled in my actions the creature was damaged with each new symbol I drew in the air its shadow exploding and dissipating to nothing. once the creature was gone and the fight over the village elders banished me I had somehow preformed forbidden magics and would need to leave for my crimes. I leave heading for the mountains bitter from my removal. I find ancient doorways carved into the mountain side uncovered from the disaster I begin to head inside surely what ever is inside will have the answer to why this happened. Then I woke up.