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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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This dream is quite dark, but it well summarizes my subconscious ultimate trust of Nogrod.
It was a school bus. Full. Someone shot an arrow at a very small child and pointed out that the boy had lost fifteen pounds, that he was dying, that his parents never should have let him live. A man stood up to kill the boy. He pulled a syringe from a box above the driver. Nogrod stood and put himself between the man and the child. They wrestled. Nogrod got the syringe from the man. The man dove for the little boy. Nogrod jammed the needle into the man's neck and released all of the poison into his blood. You don't mess with children around Nogrod.
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
Posts: 10,527
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Fea, your dream scares me.
![]() ![]() I had a really weird dream tonight. It was so weird because it was so... normal. No flying cars or anything like that. It begun when Bethberry and another female Downer (I don't remember which) spontaneously came over to my house. I don't remember what we talked about, but then I felt hungry and went to the kitchen to get something to eat for all of us, and when I came back they were both gone. Must be the effects of Finlandmoot. :P
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You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera |
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
Posts: 2,145
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I just woke up from a dream wherin Aganzir and I were walking down the street of an unidentified European town. I believe we were part of a larger moot, and returning from an outing in the Great Outdoors.
We walked back to skip spence and Pitchwife's apartment (aw, young love), where we were staying, when I spotted a familiar face in the crowd. "Isn't that The Barrow Wight?" I asked of Aganzir. "I don't know, it could be," she replied. So we go up and introduce ourselves. The Wight brusquely admits he doesn't know us, but agrees to join the moot for dinner. He stomps up the stairs to the apartment, and then we hear this voice from above: "The Barrow Wight requires a coffin, a gallon of lighter fluid, some sharp sticks and coal." Aganzir and I panic because we don't know where to find any of these things, and then I wake up. I hope The Wighty enjoyed his dinner.
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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![]() This reminds me - in one of those short nights during Finlandmoot, I dreamed that I woke up in the morning and somebody told me that Kath had committed suicide in the night. I vividly remember the feeling of total shock - I just couldn't understand why she would do this in the first place, and at a time like that, when we had all been having fun together and feeling good just a few hours before. I trust you're alive and cheerful, Kath. Sorry, I must have caught the dream virus from Lommy. ![]() And the other night I dreamed I was back in Helsinki, on the morning of my departure, waiting for the post office to open so I could buy some stamps. The post office looked none like it does in RL, it was much smaller and somehow in the same building as Nog's flat and besieged by a horde of bums in tartan suits who were trying to steal my cash, but I somehow managed to get behind their lines.
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Und aus dem Erebos kamen viele seelen herauf der abgeschiedenen toten.- Homer, Odyssey, Canto XI |
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Despite my apparently suicidal tendencies I am glad that I still grace someone's dreams!
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” |
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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It's been some time since I've had a BD-related dream, and today I had some, probably having something to do with my mind still jumping back to Finlandmoot.
I was back in Nog's appartment together with Lommy and Greenie, the time of the year was basically "now", so it was like I just came back there for a visit. Suddenly a doorbell rang, we were like: "What is that?" and Nog wondered something about postmen or door-to-door dealers. I went to open the door, and there I saw the corridor in front of the door stuffed with the rest of the Finlandmooters, at least there was Esty and Pitch and Oddwen and probably others - the only thing I recall for sure is that Kath wasn't there, since she was elsewhere in Southern Europe. And as we all gazed at the incomers in total surprise, Esty stepped into the door and announced loudly: "Well, we are back!" And it indeed turned out that they all agreed to come back to Finland together, since they had been thinking that there was much that we had not managed to do during their stay. The only thing I recall after that was that I was worried about Nog's time schedule, since he didn't have holiday anymore, and that I felt a bit uncomfortable since apparently all the people assumed that they will once again stay in his appartment, and he obviously wasn't expecting it this time.
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"But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created." |
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