Dreaming in Digital

20211025 At elementary school, I sat across from the class' troublemaker. She wrote a test in my name, and revealed our secrets on the chalk board.  I went to a friend's house after school to play dolls.

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A man, his daughter and his wife lived in a small village with a church. The daughter reached the age when she must find a husband, or she'll be tossed out of society. Her parents chose a cow to be her groom, but she told them she already have someone else in mind - the priest at the church.

The priest was an elderly gentleman in his 70s that was slender built and still strong on his feet. He wasn't a very kind person despite his role, but she wanted to marry him nonetheless. Her parents didn't approve, but because they loved her so much, they tried. Reluctantly, the man goes to the church to make clear his daughter's declaration clear, but the priest refused and insulted their daughter. the man and priest got into a fight, where one of them died. I don't remember well, but I think it was the father. 

20211023 I was in the little town of Duffy from Heels again. I don't remember much except I spent time with Bobby Pin and Ace Spade. It was sunny in the late afternoon. We had jackets.

20211006 I was at an event venue, but there wasn't an event going on, and outside of it. The building was very rocky, built into a hill, or carved out of one. There were large stones and stairs cared into the stones; the stairs spanning from the ground floor of the building's entrance, to over its ”roof”. There were also many stone bridges reaching across the sky in front of its entrance. 

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20210928 With a cocktail in hand, I was at a party with Bobby Pin, from Heels. He was dressed in a white suit with a black, collared shirt underneath. It was late Spring, and the sun was high in the sky. We'd just met and I spent most of the party talking to him. A part of our conversation became about getting swindled by someone we both knew. Excitedly, he told me about [something relating to the same guy]. I joked that we should break into his office to get back our money, and he thought it was an excellent idea.

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In a gallery room, I was with Flan. He was working on paintings and drawings, and was slowly filling the walls. But on this particular day, the gallery manager barged in, angry. He yelled at Flan, who was busy painting on a Bristol board sheet of a forest bathed in sunset. He was angry because this was the gallery's main attraction, and the walls weren't covered in art. The gallery was going to open soon.

I laid down on blanket was spread across the floor by a coffee table and fell asleep. In bird's-eye-view, I saw the days rapidly pass, from day to night and back around. Another girl came in and slept under the coffee table.

When I awoke, it was dark. Something felt wrong, as if it was the end of the world. I got to my feet, grabbing my purse and slung it cross-body. I climbed out the first window I saw. There was a trail of sunset in the purply-grey sky. Many people were running away, somewhere. I met with a [Bosmer] and a couple of humans. We ran into an apartment building and up the stairs to the second floor.

We holed off in a room, no bigger than 10' x 5'. The walls were stark white and carpeted in grey. Against the wall was a queen sized bed. To one wall was a line of 4 doors, each a different style and size. One of the doors had a foot from the bottom missing, so we tried to keep out of sight. We needed to rest and wait for daylight, so everyone cuddled up in the bed. I began locking the doors, and as I got to the last one, the Bosmer told me to wait for his wife. Not too long, his wife rushed through the door and slid into bed beside the Bosmer. The bed had five people on it, so I slept on the floor.

I woke up to wood cracking and saw a hand reach under the door, trying to reach us. I screamed, startled, thinking it was a zombie, and shook everyone awake. The Bosmer hopped out of bed and said, "time to go!" He told us to take only what we needed. I grabbed my purse and picked up my Gen2 iPod from the floor. I picked up a bag or yarn, but paused realizing I had to find a crochet hook. Dropping the bag, I ran out the door with the last few of us survivors, and closed the door behind me.

There was a wooden ship on wooden tracks waiting for us. Half already left on another boat. Once I got in, the operator behind me pushed an oar off the ground, paddling us forward. We tilted downhill and sped up. I felt my body get pushed forward as we rolled downhill. It felt like a rollercoaster, except not as scary.