Tuesday, October 6, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 12:03 PM

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I was sent to live in a foreign country in Asia, in a large, three story house with four cute and handsome Korean young men from different families. The eldest dressed clean cut with a white collared shirt and suit vest, and when needed, he could be serious in a snap. The two youngest were very playful, dressed with a stylish fashion reminiscent of school uniforms. They were very close to each other; they were best friends. The middle one was dressed casually in loose olive shorts and an orange hoodie with shoulder length hair held back by sunglasses. He was carefree and laid back, but he was down-to-earth.

The middle one took my suitcase and led me to a room they prepared for me. It was very large in he shape of a triangle, with the largest side being about 20-ft. In one corner of the room, there was a bath tub, and one wall was all windows. He was sweet and shy, and treated me with gentleness. He told me to call him if he ever needed help.

The next morning, I exited my room to the common area, where three of the boys had cleared out the furniture and were rolling the walls with paint. One of the youngest asked me if I wanted to help him paint the staircase wall, and of course, I said yes. As we rolled, I asked him where his friend was. Behind me, the eldest overheard. He stopped and said, "Oi, your boyfriend's missing."

"Is he trying to skip duties?" Asked the middle one.

The youngest put down his roller. "He went to find [something]. I'll find him!"

"It's about time for a break anyway." The eldest followed suit, wiping his hands on a rag before leaving the room. 

The middle one and I were alone. He asked me to come follow him, to show me something, and we climbed the stairs until we reached the roof. The view was beautiful. The horizon was a gradient of pink to sky blue with sparse, bluish-purple clouds. It was a warm, sunny day. By the door was a hammock which he lazily flopped on as I laid down on a lawn chair beside him. We laid there in silence, enjoying the weather and sounds of suburban life. Even though I couldn't see his eyes because of his sunglasses, I could tell he was watching me. He had a smile in his face.

 

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0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 6:30 AM

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My parents owned a little business or shop with a living area on the same floor. Sometimes my sister and I would help out at the front with customers. 

Honeycrisp had come back from his trip to the Yukon, and on his trip, he realized he was in love with me. He called me before coming to the shop. I dressed up in a short, black, a-lined skirt and a small, white, long sleeved sweater. He showed up neatly dressed, in a casual suit. He was different. His movement flowed like water. He was confident. I was nervous to see him again. My heart fluttered lightly. He greeted me sweetly and warmly.

My sister's boyfriend also stopped by. He was a business student with dark features and a beard. He spoke confidently, wore a suit, but he made me uneasy, like a salesman trying to sell junk persistently. He followed my parents to their office, which was full of records, and important information.

My parents were playing a game. They were looking for a number in their files. I don't know what the number was for. I saw Honeycrisp follow boyfriend into the office. From the hallway, I overheard him make arguments that I recognized from Tangerine Banking, about identify safety. I went in to see what was going on.

I pulled him into the hallway. He was frantic when we spoke to me. "I gotta go in there. He's after something. Do you know what your parents are sifting through? That he could see? Bank statements, card numbers, SIN numbers... He's looking for something. You have to get him out of there."

I thought carefully. My parents were acting quite gullably, more than usual. I told my sister what he said, repeating her boyfriend had to leave the office.

 

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Monday, October 5, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 7:00 AM

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I was on a small cruise ship with at least two other female friends and Cookie. I don't remember much of the dream except three events. 

We'd docked and the sun was setting. I left the ship to explore and came across some grassy hills with dusty paths across it and into its valleys. There were people playing there, and I wanted to see what they were playing. As they were running and climbing the slopes, the sun began fading and fog drew up from the ground. The only lights around us were from our cellphones and the moon. It was very eerie, like being in a horror film. I took my phone out to help find a way back up the hill, but the battery was running out.

We stood at the ship's rails, looking down at a view like Niagara Falls. Some of the ship's guests and our adventurous friends went down closer, maybe to put their feet in or swim. I sat on the floor by a young woman in her bathing suit. She started talking to us. In her hand was an emerald-coloured drink, and when I inquired about it, she said it's called the "Cat's Call". I got up, because I wanted one.

It was sweet, alcoholic and fruity, I was sure there was peach schnapps in its recipe. I took it to Cookie who said it was tasty. So I gave it to him. He asked what it was, and I replied, "Pussy's Call".

I was told of a story of finding a young woman sleeping on a platform attached to the ship and was floating just above water level. The ship was sinking, but she was fast asleep. One of the crew members was trying to wake her, but when she wouldn't, he slung her over his shoulder and carried her away.

 

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Sunday, September 20, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 9:30 AM

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I can barely remember this dream, but I was with Thor, a girl, and a boy. I was on a mission.

I was in the lingerie section of a department store, asking questions to a sales lady as a distraction.

I had to find a hidden room. 

I found a tunnel.

 

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Saturday, May 30, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 1:46 PM

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I was with a group of kids who all seemed to be family. There was a daughter and two boys. The world had also been savagely torn apart by the effects of a virus that never completely wore out. This girl, with dark pigtailed braids, and her family had fallen to hard times, falling into poverty. I followed them underground, to the PATH to scavenge for supplies and goods that could be sold for a handful of gold. We split from her brothers, and the boys took a different route to scavenge. When we met up, we had conversations about whether the items we found were valuable.


We went back to their apartment with the goods we found, the interior looking very much like my home in 9L. There was one more bedroom, as the boys each had their own room to sleep in. The drywall was shattered in some places, and the rooms and hallways were cluttered - the walls stacked with various items I couldn't make out. On certain hours, the floor would flood and our feet would be underwater.

The next day, the eldest son, who reminded me of Dick Grayson, came back ill - he possibly caught it while at work, working a exhausting labour job. The middle son, who shared a room with him, had to sleep with their younger brother, and the girl slept with their parents. I watched their mother weep as if her son was absolutely going to die (the virus has a 10% survivability chance). She couldn't touch him, or go near him, so she cried outside his bedroom. Her second eldest and daughter pried her from the floor when she was out of tears and we laid her down in the living room to recover.

When their mother was fast asleep, the four of us went out to scavenge again. This time, we searched at ground level, in Brookfield Place, with its tall, iconic indoor arches that reached to the sky. We spotted a group of uniformed men inspecting housing (that had been converted from a lavished restaurant) for stolen and scavenged goods to tax, to keep or confiscate them. The girl looked very worried. I watched the men violently pull people out of their doors, many of them screaming and crying as basic appliances and goods were taken from them.

"We've amassed so many goods. My parents don't have very much left," the girl thought out loud. "We need a reason for them not to come back ever again. Something like... Oh!"

We raced back home as quickly as we could to find another group of uniformed men a couple of doors away. Quickly, we gathered all the things they scavenged and threw it into the rooms the two boys slept in. Her youngest brother ran into Dick's room, grabbing a couple of his contaminated things, like bandages and clothing. 

Accompanied by their parents, the men were led into Dick's room. As soon as they were all inside, their parents were dragged out by their daughter and middle son, and the youngest threw the bandages and clothing inside. We locked the door sealed. We heard the men inside gasp and scream in frantic terror, while their parents began coughing in discomfort.

 

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Monday, May 18, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 9:26 AM

I was part of a teenage girl's wedding, and I didn't know the couple. We were practising the ceremony in a community centre. She handed me a kitten, who constantly mewed. The bride asked me to be careful of her front right paw, as she'd hurt it. The kitten was her flower girl, and I wondered if it would be carried down the aisle. I snuggled the kitten, rubbing my face in its fuzz, and I wondered if it was hypoallergenic. I am allergic to cats.

 

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Thursday, April 16, 2020

0 comments Posted by Iolanthe Lore at 12:00 PM

At first, I watched my partners stalk around a location, on a mission to find a certain man. I don't remember what happened, but they were successful.

Then it was my turn. My partner was a man named Josh. He was tall, in his mid-20s with dark hair. With us was a younger woman with white-blonde, straw-like hair that reached her shoulders. She was the daughter of our villain - the witness to his crimes.

In the second mission, we had guns and infiltrated a Chinese restaurant. I covered their backs, while Josh moved in front, leading us to a meeting room where the daughter could work her "magic". She sat down, whispering, "what word should I use that means 'destroy'?"¹ Behind her were other Chinese men and women speaking amongst each other.

"What about 'eliminate'?"² I suggested.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" Josh asked. With my head, I motioned to a corner of the room and we both got up to speak privately. When we were alone, a grim look came about his face. "I'm sorry," he said, pointing his gun to his stomach and pulling the trigger.³

I screamed his name, running towards him, confused at his actions but ready to catch him before he hit the ground. Everything slowed down involuntarily as I dove towards him, like a spell of slowness was cast. A bright light enveloped the room and I watched Josh fade out of consciousness and into the bright light.

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¹: words had effects. The enemy had blacklisted the word, "destroy" so it wouldn't do a thing when said.

²: this world was much like in Lexicon by Max Barry. Words did what you said. We needed to blow up a meeting room, and so the daughter was going to write "destroy" on the wall then speak it for the action to happen.

³: ideas of why Josh shot himself raced in my mind has he was going down. He either knew the word wouldn't affect him if he was hurt, or the pain would be too much for him to focus and hear the word.

 

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