Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 8/26/2019
By Norswil
Everything is colourful, vibrant and gleaming, almost like an animation or a video game. I'm in a strange land, an ancient kind of land. Old stone buildings, cobble stone paths and lute music in the air. I'm talking with my friend, a dream friend no one I know in real life. We're talking about an important and very tricky job or journey we have to take, we're drinking blue liquid out of acorn tops, sitting on the street side at a low wooden table. We're pixies... of some description I think, pointy ears and bodies covered with a soft, feathery kind of coat. I had a blue shine to my feathers and my friend pink. "We need to journey out into the wilderness to find these mystical, fairy folk of old" my friend was explaining, sounded good to me, exciting even. So we finish our drinks and head out, basically just running really, really fast through beautiful meadows and over rolling hills. We were running as fast as cheetahs, running through the grass looking here and looking there, under fallen trees and bridges, up hills and over fences. We came upon an old temple ruin and decided to look inside, we weren't getting very far just zooming around as we were. We walk in, there's vines and moss growing all around the inside, hanging from the roof and a magical glow like a blue, full moon was lighting the inside. We begin to look, very carefully, creeping quietly. "There! See it?" I look to where my friend pointed, I saw some leaves move. "I think so?" "Again! There!" More leaves moved and now more, you could 'see' a tiny invisible creature running along the side of the wall. "Get it!" We both run over and jump at the creature - it's like grabbing air! It's jumping around and running but we can't seem to grab it either. After trying and failing for some time I pull a stone out of my pocket, a dark purple stone, I look into it and see the face of an old turkey looking creature appear. "Find a way, being soft and kind is the key." It says. I look back to where the little, invisible creature had stopped. And start to whisper a strange language to it, the words sounded kind, I can feel something happening, I could see the fairy flickering, it's working!... *And then I woke up. Very sad I never got to see what the little, invisible fairy guy looked like. This dream was amazing! It was so vivid and detailed, I've done a poor job at describing all the detail, but had to try. Very bright and colourful world it was, the running was very hard to describe, everything seemed to separate the faster we went, I could see between the soil and grass, strange.