My head is full of thoughts.
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Thread Topic: My head is full of thoughts.
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'Cos I had one of my weird ass dreams.
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How weird was it?
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Uh oh
What happened? xD -
It was set waaayyy back, like 1800's, maybe 1700's. And that's not even where the weirdness started.
Ohoho this will take me a while to type. ._. -
Go on...
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Ah I see. Had dreams like that.
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Like I said, way back in time zones. There was a ball going on. Thousands of important people were to arrive. The masion was set next to a lake, surrounded by hills and trees. Perfect place for very important people to meet.
The children of these very important people were running through the cold water, getting their clothes soaking wet, and usually getting smacked on the back of their head if they tried to go deeper than the knee line. Oddly enough, however, two children and an old man were off to the side in the trees. Watching the children and adults.
The man looked to be in his late fifities. But that wasn't why he was wierd. It was because of what he was wearing. Armor. Covering his body was layers of armor, the silver catching glints off of the sun. He was behind the children. (I assume he was a guardian of some sort.) -
The two children were smaller than the rest- looking to be eight, or seven. Both were red heads. Both had light blue eyes. But yet again, that wasn't the odd difference. Both were wearing shirts with band names. The girl, The Wanted. The boy, The Who. Soon those shirts were covered up by modern day clothes. (Again I don't know how this was possible. Until the dream continued. I like both bands, though.)
The girl had a dagger clutched close to her little chest. She looked up at the man, and quietly spoke, "I'm ready to go find our parents. They're here in this timezone. I know it." The boy nodded, looked at the lake, and jumped in. The girl followed him. The man was left behind, his hawk-like eyes watching them from a distance. -
Well yeah. I don't even know how I got this dream, I wasn't even thinking about any of the stuff in the dream.
Morning~. -
The boy started to talk to the other children as the girl swam up to the dock that was connected to the home. Voices rose up, loud and cheerful. Men and women were drinking and talking. The girl climbed up onto the dock, shook as much water off she could like a dog, and ran along the shadows, staring at the faces of the adults she could see.
The boy continued to talk to the other children. Most asked why he was so short for his said age of twelve. He came up with stupid excuses that made the other children shrug and go back to playing with the others. He glanced over to the man, who was watching the girl. -
Interesting hm.
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It gets odder. ._. And to the point where I'm wondering how the f--- I get these ideas in my head.
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I've had....random dreams not odd ones.
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The girl, not paying attention to what was in front of her, ran into a man. She stumbled backwards and awkwardly looked up. (SINCE HE REALLY DID LOOK LIKE HOOK FROM ONCE UPON A TIME, I'LL POST A PUCTURE LATER SINCE I'M TOO LAZY TO DESCRIBE HIM.) "S-sorry." She said quickly, freezing and standing in the position she was in. The man blinked, then frowned. "And what are you doing in here, Miss...." "Elizabeth. But you can call me Liz." Liz spoke up, then realized it might not be right to say that in this timezone. The man laughed. "James. I'm James, dear." He bent down to her level and stared into her eyes. She stared back.
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He moved closer to her, voice lowering. "Give me the dagger, Liz," He muttered into her ear. "Wouldn't want you getting killed for that." Elizabeth froze again, then turned and made a dash away. The two were on the third floor, and many rooms were there. She ran into one of them and hid. James cursed under his breath and ran after her.
The boy and the man, upon seeing her disappear, gave each other a look. Full of fear. The boy swam to the dock and shook himself off just like Liz had, then ran up to the house. The man moved through the shadows in the trees towards the dock.
James moved into the room Elizabeth was hiding in. She was huddled up in a corner, staring at him. Her mouth was muttering the same thing over and over, "We're here to find Mommy and Daddy.. Don't take Daddy's dagger.. We're here to find Mommy and Daddy..." James blinked and closed the door, staring down at her. She closed her eyes and fell silent.
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