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Nov. 27th, 2016 02:04 pm I get the most interesting dreams when sleep-deprived enough I fall asleep again after semi-waking.
This one started out with me, and in the garden at my parents, then sheltering under a board propped shack-like in the corner when the rain came down. That had me confronted with some stuff that real world needs thinking about, so I crawled through a hole in the fence into a dreamscape (yay, symbolic escapism). I think there was a crowd scene, and then it segued into a fantasy in which I definitely wasn't me as I'm fairly sure I'm not female and called Jamethiel*. I think some of the plot stuff that followed has faded away, but I was hiding out, pretending to be dead, and unfortunately the people who believed the story include my female lover Surethiel. But then my team came to town, including Surethiel, and I was able to sneak into the inn(?) where they were staying and change into my own clothes. And as I peeked out of the room where I was changing, I could see the others having a council of war down the corridor with Surethiel pacing up and down in front of everyone. So I stepped out, and she saw me, and stopped, and her mouth dropped into this littlest 'oh'. I walked towards her and we hugged**, and I picked her up and carried her to one of the chairs and sat down, still holding her.
I only remember one line, from Surethiel to me as we sat down, but I think it's a good one. "Only you could marry two men and (then realise you) still need a wife.'
And then a delivery guy knocked at the door. But spot on bit to end at, Brain. And Brain, I think you're a romantic!
*Yes, I know.a female character named Jamethiel comes with not a little backstory, but it's so long since I read the early Kencyr books I have no idea if my dream was drawing on anything more than the name.
** As I walked towards Surethiel she did one of those dream-morphs and became visibly well-endowed, interestingly I was sufficiently aware of myself outside the dream to protest 'but that's not my type'.
This one started out with me, and in the garden at my parents, then sheltering under a board propped shack-like in the corner when the rain came down. That had me confronted with some stuff that real world needs thinking about, so I crawled through a hole in the fence into a dreamscape (yay, symbolic escapism). I think there was a crowd scene, and then it segued into a fantasy in which I definitely wasn't me as I'm fairly sure I'm not female and called Jamethiel*. I think some of the plot stuff that followed has faded away, but I was hiding out, pretending to be dead, and unfortunately the people who believed the story include my female lover Surethiel. But then my team came to town, including Surethiel, and I was able to sneak into the inn(?) where they were staying and change into my own clothes. And as I peeked out of the room where I was changing, I could see the others having a council of war down the corridor with Surethiel pacing up and down in front of everyone. So I stepped out, and she saw me, and stopped, and her mouth dropped into this littlest 'oh'. I walked towards her and we hugged**, and I picked her up and carried her to one of the chairs and sat down, still holding her.
I only remember one line, from Surethiel to me as we sat down, but I think it's a good one. "Only you could marry two men and (then realise you) still need a wife.'
And then a delivery guy knocked at the door. But spot on bit to end at, Brain. And Brain, I think you're a romantic!
*Yes, I know.a female character named Jamethiel comes with not a little backstory, but it's so long since I read the early Kencyr books I have no idea if my dream was drawing on anything more than the name.
** As I walked towards Surethiel she did one of those dream-morphs and became visibly well-endowed, interestingly I was sufficiently aware of myself outside the dream to protest 'but that's not my type'.
