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Today's two dreams were enjoyable.
I was in some kind of squad, which included various mages and warriors; there were about five or six of us,
among them, I think, two girls. We came to some place for some purpose (or maybe just for
XP). It was night. So we're walking, and suddenly zombies appear. The most ordinary zombies
appeared in the most ordinary way — from around a corner. It was the corner of some structure, a chapel
of some sort or who knows what else, I have no idea. So we started cutting down these undead, throwing fireballs and
ball lightning. I created some kind of sword with magic and killed them with it, resorting
to lightning very rarely. When we had killed them all, we moved on. Then, for some reason, I needed
a physical weapon, because someone somewhere had noticed a monster against which
magical weapons and magic itself were ineffective, so my sword could be made tangible. So I
created a dagger for myself, also from magic, and said it was physical and non-magical. I didn't
understand anything myself, how it differed from the previous sword, but whatever) Who we were killing there, I either
don't remember, or that scene didn't even appear in my dream at all. Next, we encountered a few more zombies,
and I killed them again with the big sword. After this skirmish, everyone in the squad got mad at me for
fighting in some weird, obsessive way with a sword and killing slowly, and therefore I'd better take up
magic. So I did that.
We approached some chapel again. But it wasn't actually a chapel. It had no
entrance, but I knew there was a room upstairs. Then, after some time, I learned that one girl from our
squad had somehow gotten into that room, and not of her own free will, but the
room didn't look like a prison at all, more like someone's dwelling (I don't know the details). We
walked around the building, I asked my dad (he suddenly appeared in our squad :o) to give me a
boost, I climbed onto a ledge of that building, walked around it, and saw what was nearby — I'll
try to describe it now)) I saw some kind of gates at a large, wide stepped porch, and
in front of it was an empty space. All of this seemed to be within some walls (fortress
walls maybe), i.e., there's a square, empty inside, and on one side lies this porch. Perhaps it's a
temple of some sort, but it seemed to me that it was just a passage to somewhere else. From there, a path goes over the
hills toward our tower; three people in black hooded robes were walking along this path. All
these places seemed wildly familiar to me (and even now they seem a little familiar), although I never recognized
them.
It's unclear why I needed to climb onto the building to see all this, since
it would have been enough to just walk around it on foot)) So we walked around, went towards those wanderers. They were two girls and one
man. The wanderers had unnaturally pale faces and fangs protruding from under their upper lips,
indicating they were vampires. They quickly rushed at us, and a fight began. Starting with
this battle, I began to understand that the fight wasn't real. That in
reality we were just a squad of roleplayers. When I cast a fireball, I said "pew pew pew" and imagined that
it hit some vampire. The same applied to all our weapons, which were also
imaginary. But at the same time, there was also the understanding that all these zombies and vampires were
completely real, not a product of our imagination or other roleplayers, and they
really could kill us! But at the same time, they were kind of playing along with us, and honestly performed
everything that a vampire should do after a ball lightning to the chest and a dagger in the eye, including
suffering and dying)) Or maybe they didn't suffer, they're vampires after all, who knows, maybe they're
dead and don't feel pain. There are different kinds of vampires)
The next dream seemed somehow connected to the previous one; I had that feeling for some reason, although
the events in it weren't related to those of the previous dream. I was living with
my wife in some apartment. Maybe the wife was someone from our squad, or maybe she was
Marge Simpson o0. Anyway, the dream begins with some
people breaking into our apartment, five or six people, among them, I think, three girls. There was some lanky guy in a
black T-shirt, he was a bit taller than me. But not as skinny as me)) They ran into our
apartment and started smashing and breaking everything. They even threw sofas around o0 And my wife and I just stood and
watched, doing nothing) So they turned the whole room upside down and were about to leave. I
went after them to close the door)) And then I suddenly heard someone among them say the word Arandor
(they were constantly chatting with each other, who knows about what). I stopped them and asked which of them
was Loken (for some reason I immediately thought that he was the one who brought the squad home, lol). The guy in the
black T-shirt sneered arrogantly and said, "I am, I'm Loken." It didn't seem very
truthful to me, but there was no point in interrogating him; he wouldn't say anything new anyway.
Then I asked him to introduce the others, and they were HeroesWorld members) He introduced them, but the
dream kept quiet about their specific nicknames. When he named the girls, I noticed that one of them is on HeroesWorld,
but doesn't post in WoW and generally seems to be someone from the past. Another girl turned out to be my
classmate (a nice one, not mean, who knows why she was with them); he said her nickname. I said he was
lying about everything, her nickname was completely different, I know her (even though in reality she has no nickname
at all, because she's not registered on HeroesWorld and doesn't play Heroes). And when they left, I thought about
how I would log onto HeroesWorld and write about what happened in the Haven, lol)) Such fun times)
Ment
Arandor
