Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/20/2016
By Fitful
I dreamt about a great battle. In it this enemy kept taking over the this land. It happened again and again. Even though I knew what would happen it was never differed despite my efforts, it was always the same. They took over these moors one by one. The enemy could become corporeal, but usually weren't, they remained an invisible blob. Occasionally they were red. I was with a man, trying to take the moors back over, the ground we had lost was minimal, it was still early in the take over this time around. But we got trapped on on the moors with an enemy. We successfully took him prisoner, it might have been a prince or royalty, he acted important and we took him with us rather than kill him. At first opportunity he ran off and hid in the bushes. Perspective shifted and I was him, the enemy, instead. I tried desperately to get the girl and man to leave me, it seemed the more I stayed in their company the more they could sense my emotions, and knew I was a child really, scared, and unhappy. I was sure the were going to be unkind to me, in my brain more couldn't really occur to me, like my thinking was limited. They couldnt find me in the bushes, but instead of waiting them out I ended up making noises at them, trying to urge the to go away. The didn't seem inclined.