Ok, ladies and gents. Just going to describe the dream I had last night. Enjoy! Just another day in the life of me. 🙂
From what I can remember the dream began in the house I grew up in for 10 years. My best friend lived two doors down from me, but his house was positioned is such a way that I could see everything that occurs outside his house. I stood in front of the window facing his house without fear of being noticed because eighty percent of the outside window was masked by a pine tree. I noticed one of my friend’s family members had driven up to the drive way, but I didn’t know who exactly. In my playful nature, I yelled with a frightening voice, and that’s when I realized his mother was there because I heard a feminine gasp. Moments later, I could see someone else approaching my house from his house, and I began to panic that frightening them may have been a bad move. I may get in trouble. My heart rate begins to elevate, and as I see him beginning to run now, I could now hear my heart beat even more vigorously. I found solace in the shadows of the pine tree, hoping that the person, now several feet away from the window, would not see me through any small hole in that twenty percent of vulnerability. I peek through and finally put a face to that person. It was my friend’s father. I always thought he was bit scary and intimidating, so this was not good. He could not find the person who yelled and frightened his wife, but I could hear him making his usual chastising remarks in his scolding tone. I can’t remember what he exactly said, but it was somewhere around the lines of whoever did it was immature, and he had better not find me or else I will be in trouble. This isn’t the most interesting part of this moment, but what I realized next.
I was floating! I didn’t know how or why, but my body was levitating above the wooden floor. Somehow my dream skips to a different time in my dream to where my best friend and I are standing in the yard that separates our houses. From the looks of it, it seemed that I had already explained everything that happened, but I don’t think he had time to digest or believe what I said because he noticed that I was staring at something. I was gazing at an Amazonian-like Russian woman, with an Amazonian dress attire equipped with a bow and arrows and facial features similar to few Russian women I’ve seen in the past. She was beautiful indeed. She stood close to the front of my house simply just staring at us. For some odd reason, I automatically believed she was hostile, and I envisioned an impending battle. As my heart rate rose, I could see my friend slowly levitating, and I as well. That’s when I realized that our ability to float was caused by a catalyst the rose our heart rate, and increased it significantly. I then assumed that we had to control and maintain our heart rate, and if we did not do so, we may suffer negative side effects, possibly even death. I shared this information with my best friend, but he was elated and too distracted that he could float. We began to not only float, but fly. My friend then grabbed his chest. I felt my heart rate spiking, but was attempting to control it. This is when I saw the Russian lady already prepped to fire an arrow at us, so we flew upward hoping she will miss us. This is when my friend fainted in mid-air. I flew as fast as I could to catch him before he could hit the ground, and I did. At the speed I was going, with him in my grasp, I knew we would hit the ground hard. As soon as we came in contact with the yard, it was as if we had dived into some body of very cloudy water with Greek like structures, where I could not see more than five yards in front of me.
The villain of this story had appeared in this cloudy, seemingly soon-to-be underwater grave. I don’t know if the villain had a grudge against us or he was just simply evil and wanted us dead. Luckily, the flying ability gave me the capability to pierce the water so that I can traverse the water without actually swimming. After all, I had my hands wrapped around my unconscious friend with one of his hands over my should and partly around my neck. This villain some how had tamed these sharks to be docile, and he sent them after us. I was darting through the body of water, ducking around the greek-like columns, for defensive countermeasures, to dodge the sharks. What made it more difficult was that I only had 2-3 seconds to dodge because of the thick sand clouds in the water. Imagine, the grits of shark teeth sporadically appearing from the shadows of the sand clouds, and knowing that as long as there are clouds, there will be a possible impending doom. One shark surely had my life in its grasp, but an arrow struck it before it could attack me. As it passed me I had noticed a light, but I was too distracted to pay attention to detail as several additional arrows flew right past me. Although I could not see the complete greek-like underwater battlefield, I knew the sharks were of no danger. Either they were dead, or the rest had disappeared, and I’m pretty sure it was the former.
Even then, I did not relax because somehow I knew it was from that Amazon women. My heart rate began to increase steadily, and it was already racing. I swam through the waters, and eventually saw a metallic block object shortly passed a column. For some reason, I knew it was an elevator. Yes, it is sort of farfetched to believe there could be a functioning standard elevator underwater, but this is a dream. As I head towards it with my friend in hand, I noticed right after I passed the column, a clear ten yard view of the Amazon woman pointing her arrow at me. She fired it, and missed. Again I saw a light. Even stranger than the light, was the woman’s countenance. It did not display any trace of malicious intent, and even worse, desire to kill. I was able to press the button to go upwards. I didn’t want to stand idle in front of the elevator, for I wanted to know where the Russian was doing at all times. I went and hid behind the nearby column because I could be protected by it and still observe her actions. I peeked around, and her arrow was jolting through the water. Here, I observed in detail, the exuding light from the arrow.
Red particles emitted from the tip of the arrow in a spiral fashion, and as the particles left the front of the arrow, it dispersed backwards. The dispersing particles gave the light a gradient image where the vibrant red were concentrated at the tip of the arrow, and the light faded into nothing as the arrow continued to pierce the waters. Exuding from the body of the arrow in a similar fashion was a range of colors as well, but the red particles enveloped the other colored particles. The arrow struck right through the concrete column, but stopped. I noticed the tip of the arrow, if it had a little more power, if it had gone through about two more inches, would have exactly pierced my heart. Similar to her countenance, I did not find any malicious intent in the sharp arrow that was inches from my heart. As I stared at the arrow, moments before I awoke from my dream, this insane thought crossed my mind, “maybe she isn’t trying to kill me…”.