Friday, December 4, 2020
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In a dated period of Japan, I was in the shoes of a young Japanese woman in an everyday kimono; my chestnut hair was long and braided down my back. I was delivering a sword I'd made to a man during the festival. Wandering into an old, wooden shop. I asked a lady in a lavished kimono, who stood behind a booth desk, if she'd seen Mr. Sayaka...? Sakaya? (I struggled with his name in the dream). She hadn't, and so I wandered further into the wooden structure which resembled a mall. I took the stairs down to see a troll. Charging towards it, I realized Sayado-san was curled into a ball beneath it, protecting a little boy. I kicked it. I pulled out the sword, getting his attention and giving them time to run. The troll picked me up and flung me into the air.
(I woke up because of my alarm)
Awaking somewhere else outside the mall, I ran into the same entrance I took before and down the stairs to find the troll being prodded by young men with sticks. I looked around for Sayamo-san, who was nowhere to be found. The sword was missing as well. As it swiped at the boys, I jumped in, punching it on the side of it's face. Landing, I led it away from the cowering boys, and up another set of stairs, towards a sitting area with books shelved across the walls. The troll swiped me in there, and soon I noticed Sakayo-san had his arms around me with the sword by his side. He had greying hair, probably twenty years older than I was, but his face was still quite young.
I can't remember who saved us, but it was someone from the [King of Fighters] (not Iori, Kyo, or K'). They smacked the troll around and then led the troll away from us. Samako-san pulled me to my feet, and as my legs couldn't stay steady, he held me in a hug. I felt my chest swell and my cheeks flush as he kissed me. When I could stand on my own, he left with the sword.
(Another part after waking)
I walked along a dock to see two familiar faces with their toddler, sitting at a picnic bench and relaxing from the festivities.
(Woke up again)
I was running along a wall, away from something. Along the way, I waved to a boy. "Hi Kusanagi," I yelled as I ran past him.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Monday, July 9, 2012
Monday, November 28, 2011
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I was following the story or I was in the shoes of a name that I can't remember (but we'll call "The Great Arc Praxsis" because name shared similar grandness). As the dream went on, I followed it from end to beginning like a movie, and in the end, the credits said it was a Disney movie. To play the story right, it began as I entered Arc's classroom. Class had either ended or hasn't started but there were many students sitting in chairs and on desks socializing with one another. Arc was a swave character, sitting on the top of the second row of desks to the left (facing the front where there was a chalk board and in between them, a huge cauldron in a fireplace). In the dim-lit room of dark stone walls and floors and illuminant red-orange cracks and sealant, he was talking with his classmates who appeared either normal (dressed as if for the American Band Stand), or dressed in hooded rags. I over heard that the prettiest, smartest girl had a crush on Arc and made and used the second strongest love potion on him. He only laughed and said it wouldn't have an effect on him. I went over to his little brother about twelve to fourteen in age sitting in the backrow with two of his friends. They were getting their artwork ready for an artist alley in an anime convention. Arc called to him and hinted he wanted them to leave, so they did. I don't remember much of what happened, but I remember being at a department store like Zellers and my cousin, him and I were paying for the things we bought. I bought things and clothes to help me with my university residence. I don't know about everyone else. I remember at the end, everyone was crying and Arc was there with the girl who liked him and he liked back. They were both upset because his kid brother had dressed up to pretend to be him, since he had a crush on the same girl, but some of Arc's classmates came and ambushed him when he met up with her. I heard one guy say, "I think I killed him" before the scene went black and ended.
Note: I think Arc had learned defensive fighting that his little brother didn't know.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I was with a mother and her daughter, and we were dressed in Victorian dresses. They sat in a white room and were actors. Someone with authority came in so I warned them and we went to another room and took their groceries with us to a waiting room with people. I was holding a baby.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Labels: location: historical, theme: romance



