king of the realm

Date: 4/19/2018

I pulled a Narnia and accidentally travelled to this other realm with my friend Jared and my squirrel companion. And just like Narnia, time in this realm was weird. Years would pass in this realm while only minutes would pass in my world. There were thirteen kingdoms, each with their own ruler, and the first kingdom ruled all of them. Jared and I found this shed in the woods, and I unlocked some magical library full of magical stuff. Jared grabbed a big magic hammer that glowed blue (it looked kind of like a sledgehammer with a large mallet). With it, he helped me beat the king of the first kingdom. Then I became the “first king.” The magic hammer became the symbol of the first kingdom, and would be used by every king after me. After a while, I left the realm and came back later to find the kingdoms in turmoil. After I stepped down from the throne, five more kings had taken my place. The second, third and fourth kings used the hammer and were good, but the fifth and sixth kings did not, making the hammer obsolete. It had become a legend, because people were told it didn’t exist. The thirteen kingdoms were fighting, and I knew that I had to get the hammer in order to stop it. They all hated me for leaving, so I knew that if I was caught it would be bad news. I was running through the woods with Jared and my squirrel when an enormous blue bear (like this bear could pick up an elephant in its jaw) burst through the trees and tried to attack us, but then I started glowing blue, meaning that I was a king and the bear could not attack me. It let us through, and we avoided any confrontation until we got to the shed with the magic library. Only I had the power to access it, so I let Jared and the squirrel through. For some reason, I didn’t go in because I had to leave the realm. All I remember from the last of my dream was that Jared got the hammer back.