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#518
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No, these were separate dreams.
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#519
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I dreamt that I ended up in the afterlife. Guess who I met there? Loki, haha. Of course, we couldn't have met in life, but after death, anything is possible. And yes, Loki wasn't just any spirit; he was in charge of this place. I don't know what he looked like, but I only remember the image of death, like an undead creature from Heroes of Might and Magic 5. Maybe he was one. The place itself was like a shopping mall, and its purpose was similar to a transit point. Initially, I was on the street and walking with a crowd towards the mall, and then something happened there. Maybe I was already dead and walking with other spirits, or maybe I became one later, meaning the dream transformed from one scenario to another. So, there was a lot of weird stuff happening, and in the end, I found myself in an attic, an old, dirty one with a lot of junk. The attic clearly belonged to a special building (which was still a mall), but more likely to a theater or some other elite building, because there were large, beautiful windows in the room, and there was a lot of space. At first, I only met Loki. When I arrived, he was able to leave this place using some kind of ritual, and I took his place. The jerk didn't tell me how to leave this stupid place. The ritual involved words, maybe a song or something like that. He didn't explain it properly. Then, other spirits started to appear, many and very different, even from the past, like various warlords and so on. Many of them knew the ritual and were leaving this place, and I was still stuck, trying to learn it from Loki, who could already leave but still stayed and watched. That's the interesting dream I had

Be strong. Believe
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#521
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better not joke around.
there was no door there

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Today I had a dream that Lizard and I were in the same school (welcome back to school, bu-ga-ga). He was in 11th grade, and I was in 10th. We had some kind of joint lesson (10th and 11th grade together :O), or maybe I was the only one there, plus his class. Anyway, we were learning together.
But I was sitting alone, and he was two rows behind me with someone else x(. It would have been nice if he had sat with me.
And in general, in the dream, it looked like it was our first real-life meeting, which doesn't make sense, because if we were in the same school, we would have met a long time ago.
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I was in Moscow and enrolled in some school for the eleventh grade. It was sudden; I just went into the school for some reason, and then I found out that I would be studying there now :0
I also ran around the school, killing undead and dark mages. And I was running around with my bare torso.

In another dream, I first saw the Nightwish band. They weren't playing music but were talking to the audience through microphones. But the bassist-vocalist, Marko, wasn't among them. After the performance, they went to their room, and I don't know what they were doing. I followed them, even went in, but then I left; I don't know why, maybe they kicked me out; I don't have that information.
I decided to stand nearby and wait for Marko. But I didn't have to wait long because he appeared almost immediately after I left them. I said something like "he-he-hey!" and smiled, greeting him in English. He greeted me too. I wanted to shake his hand, but his hands were busy with something. And I suddenly noticed that I had my sad acoustic guitar in my hand. Then I went to them again, but they said that Tuomas was sleeping, so I couldn't go in.
I went back to my place. As it turned out, I was also in a band, but it was a sad and unknown band. It was named after a famous band - Sepultura. I was the vocalist and guitarist there
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#524
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What did you do to Max Cavalera?

Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!
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Yesterday, I had a dream that I was riding the subway. I got on the subway above ground and then went underground. And I wasn't alone; I was with relatives...

And once, I dreamed about a person from a forum, even though I had never seen him in real life or in a photo... And it was a very unpleasant dream...
Всё не так плохо как Вы думаете. Всё намного хуже!
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#526
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Did I appear in your dream?

Veg kicked him out of the group with his authority.
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I had a strange dream tonight. I was running away with some girl, and suddenly I felt a pain in the big toe of my right foot, not sharp, but strangely pulsating. I sit down on the floor and say, "Something strange is happening here." In the next moment, half a year has passed, and I say, "Okay, let's go on," I get up, and immediately fall to the floor because, over the past six months, gangrene has spread throughout my entire right leg, starting from the big toe. She rushes to me and fussily asks, "What's wrong? What's happening? It'll be okay," and I realize that this is the end. It was such a strange dream.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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#528
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Imaris, the Moon Wolf
Did I appear in your dream?
No. And I saw your photo, but I hadn't seen him at all when I was drawing it. (From the third section)
Всё не так плохо как Вы думаете. Всё намного хуже!
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#529
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I had a dream that I was studying at Hogwarts. :D
Now I'm going to fall asleep, maybe I'll see something else... :)
I generally love good and beautiful dreams. :smile20:
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I had two dreams, and both were about something I want but can't get. The first one was about Heroes of Might and Magic or something similar. I and many other people (or maybe not just people) were in some kind of building, quite large, with many rooms and floors. I don't know how we got there, maybe we were in a dungeon and escaped from it, I don't know. But we didn't have any weapons and we were trying to get out of there. We reached a corridor where we saw a group of guardian monsters. Again, I don't remember who was among them, but they were definitely from some game or from my fantasies. They were all different. So, they spotted us and we started running away, or they just started walking towards us and we decided to move away, and then they saw us. I was arguing with someone from our group, it was definitely a female, and then we started running. I ran into a room with a couple of people, or rather, into an apartment, and we started looking for weapons. Just like in the games, we found a chest, which contained weapons and something else. At that moment, the enemies were already breaking down the door, but my guys were holding it while I was gathering the loot. I was sure that nothing would happen to us anymore (just like in the game), now that we had weapons and the fear was gone, but unfortunately, the dream didn't continue... Or it did continue, but it turned into another dream, a more important one, but less interesting for you, so I won't describe it.

Be strong. Believe
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And I saved everyone!
It all started in the world of Gothic (though it seems to have disappeared later). I wandered through the city of Khorinis, fighting the undead that had killed everyone there. But there were survivors, and I needed to find them. I entered the port district, and someone ran out (it was probably Lares). I told him that the path was clear, and he could leave the city. Then I headed towards the ship, but suddenly four or five people rushed out. These weren't from the world of Gothic (or if they were, they were just ordinary characters without names). They were terrified and panicked, and someone (undead, etc.) was chasing them. I ran with them. But as soon as we left the harbor, Khorinis ended, as did the world of Gothic. We were in some kind of forest.
I don't remember much of what happened next. But the gist is that some evil woman wants to do something bad. To do this, she needs to destroy/blow up the gates of some castle or city, which, it seems, belonged to her. And I had to stop her at all costs, because otherwise, Evil would take over and triumph! So, I continued to search for survivors to gather a team. I looked for them in that forest. I found Malfoy from Harry Potter with two thugs. He started spouting all sorts of nonsense and hatred (at that moment, I was playing the role of Harry Potter). He had a gun. But I took the gun away, beat up Malfoy, and shot him. At first, I hesitated about whether to kill him, but I came to the conclusion that Malfoy was a jerk and constantly annoyed me (Potter), and I was tired of being good and kind.
Then, somehow, we started interfering with the evil woman, but she still pursued her goal. She also sent some people in blue uniforms with rifles to find us, but we hid. I remember finding some more survivors, and among them was a hunter, maybe he was working for us, and I hid them under a rock so that other hunters wouldn't find them 0.o And they didn't notice me, even though I walked past. In general, the evil woman was almost about to blow up the gates. She aimed the cannons and prepared to fire. I was panicking and didn't know what to do, but then the hunter, who had joined the group of refugee survivors, did something and saved everyone! As a thank you for me hiding him. Crazy %)
Good triumphs!
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I had a lot of dreams, and I even remember many of them, but I don't want to and won't write them all down. I'll just describe one, or rather, two parts of it. The first part was silly and absurd, but the second one I liked for some reason. So, I was walking somewhere in a city, and suddenly I noticed that my bag, which I had been carrying, was gone. I walked around the places I had been, but I couldn't find it. Disappointed, I went somewhere else and suddenly saw my bag tied to a lamppost. There was also some kind of blue jacket lying nearby. I took the bag and, for some reason, put on the jacket, even though it wasn't mine (it was actually a woman's jacket). I started walking somewhere, but a red-haired girl caught up with me and claimed the jacket was hers. I started taking it off, but suddenly my pants started falling down, along with my jeans. I said that I would deal with the problem and return the clothes to her. In my hands, I suddenly had my wristwatch and some other item of mine. It was uncomfortable for me to "deal with the problem," so I gave these items to the girl to hold. Meanwhile, she got into a car (I somehow knew that her parents were inside). It was a red car without a roof. So, I gave her the jacket, she gave me back the watch, but she didn't return the other item and smiled slyly. The car started moving, and I ran after it and even jumped in. At first, I just asked the girl to give me back my item, but then I started choking her. But she still didn't return it. And her parents didn't even notice that I was in the car. So, we drove to a bridge over a lake or river, I don't know. I was angry, and I had the idea to kill the girl. I somehow threw her and myself out of the car into the water. It was quite deep. I had one thought: to drown her, even if I drowned myself. And we did drown! I don't know what happened to my instinct for self-preservation. She somehow disappeared, and I lay dead on the bottom, thinking. And I was thinking about something trivial. The essence of it was that I would rule and have power, and she would be my faithful slave. I don't know how a drowned man can rule. In the dream, it was pleasant to lie dead on the bottom and to realize that I was a drowned man. But for some reason, I thought that I needed to get out. I swam to the surface and somehow climbed onto the bridge. There were two policemen standing there, but they didn't seem to care that I had just climbed out of the water and looked like a drowned man. They even knew that I had drowned, and said that I had been lying there for four days (I thought that it had been much less time). I told them that I had been sleeping, as if in a coma (although now I would use the word "napping," but not "sleeping" or "in a coma"). I also told them that there should be the body of the red-haired girl there. (By the way, it's strange that our bodies weren't found after four days. Maybe the parents didn't notice the new passenger in the car, so they didn't notice when the passengers were thrown out of it.)

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I had a rather funny dream. I was walking down the street, and I went into some kind of courtyard and saw a crowd of flying toys, mostly made of Lego or some other construction set. There were airplanes, paratrooper soldiers, trains, and huge insects (although there was only one fly and a spider). In the middle of all this, there were many flies flying around. The trick was that some people had somehow attached toys to the flies and let them fly. And they didn't fall; they flew. I was especially amused by the fly to which they had attached a giant fly