Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

I won't describe the entire dream. There were some interesting and amusing moments (a slight sexual undertone, not directed at a specific person from my life, but at an abstract personality), but not enough to warrant a detailed description. The ending of the dream is what matters. It was another lucid dream. A former classmate called me and suggested we play football. I told him that it wasn't that cold yet and we could, but on the weekend (the only days when we could get everyone together), it would already be too cold and we wouldn't be able to. Then I told him that we wouldn't even be able to agree on a time now because it was a dream, and I was currently sleeping, not talking to him on the phone. (Also, I guessed that I was lying on my left side. I was wrong; I was lying on my right side). He agreed with me, and I allowed for the possibility that he was also asleep and having the exact same dream. We seemed to have some kind of telepathic connection, which amused us.

I dreamt that I was walking with a friend past a shopping mall and we met Princess Bubblegum, and then we came up with a new opening and put on a concert where she sang. It was fun, but at the end of the dream, I died, lol.

Added 4 minutes later

We have a kind of telepathic connection, lol. That amused us.

Did he admit that in real life?

=)))

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Dream

In general, it was some kind of alternate reality. An educational institution with its own coat of arms, flag, and everything located underground. To get there, you had to take an elevator, pass a security check, and go through many other things. Underground, there was an entire network of buildings, specifically educational sectors, dormitories, and so on. Students would wake up at the sound of a whistle, go to breakfast, lunch, and dinner at the sound of a voice over a loudspeaker, and go to bed. The lights were turned off at a specific time. Strict control was maintained. It was an all-girls institution. The feeling was bizarre.
So, I was there, drinking mead and beer. And my best friend was with me. And then I was expelled. They gave me some kind of blue stack of clothes and dragged me out of the underground into the world. Into the sunlight and green grass. Well, I came to hate that place. And it meant that I would no longer see my friend, because no one was allowed out of there. I cried and decided to go after her. I remember I was wearing black pants and a blue t-shirt. That was the uniform. And all the students had dark hair in ponytails. Although, strangely, my friend was a blonde. Ha.
I got underground, and amidst the noise of bravado and the sounds of sirens, I ran in panic through the buildings, looking for her, with a chase going on behind me. Everyone was absolutely identical, marching through the corridors. I found her, and she was like a zombie. I shouted: "Let's run!" And she looked at me with an expression of "Who are you?" And I got annoyed, thinking, "What the hell is she doing?" Well, it wasn't exactly "They won't catch us." I had to kick my way to the exit, and I literally kidnapped her, ha-ha...
But, wow, I was really scared in that dream. I woke up, thinking my heart would jump out of my chest. I got a rush of adrenaline.

La la la

Did he admit it in real life?

No, the conversation only took place in a dream.

I want to join Mona in the Dreamscape. Mona, will you invite me?

Hey, I’m with you.

We need to coordinate tomorrow and fall asleep at the same time with the same thoughts, so that we can dream something.

You’re already in my dreams.

But I want to take a walk with you through our dreams. Together. You and I. In our dreams. We'll go for a walk.
And then we'll wake up and tell each other what we felt and experienced, where we saw something the same, and where we each saw it differently, and then we'll go for another walk.

We'll have our own little world in our dreams. We'll come up with beautiful houses there, an amusement park, and we'll have the most delicious ice cream in the world. We'll each get a puppy, and then another one, and we'll have cute little dogs that will grow up and become our loyal friends. We can dream up little ponies and ride them to dragon lairs to fight them and take their gold to develop our town. We'll build an impregnable fortress there so that neighboring imaginary kingdoms don't invade our land, although it won't do them any good, because we live peacefully. We'll visit the pointy-eared elves in their magical forests, and they'll feed us wonderful elven bread. After our first visit, as a farewell, the elves will give you an elven bow with elven runes that guide your hand so accurately that you could hit an ant from five hundred meters away, and the elves will give me an elven blade, also with elven runes, warning its owner of approaching enemies and protecting him from harming allies.
We'll go down into the dwarven mines, where we can see the best jewelry in the world, the largest precious stones, and the strongest weapons, as light as a snowflake and as sharp as the spices of the Eastern people who sometimes visit our town and put on interesting performances.
We'll buy a treasure map from one of these people, which he found somewhere and sometime. We'll sail the seas to find the mysterious treasure. We'll have to fight pirates, fight for the pirates, fight sea monsters. We'll become almost the only surviving people who managed to get on the legendary ghost ship and tell the tale.

Adventures await us, Mona. Let's go to sleep.

How disgusted I am by your comment; it immediately evokes the smell of dice, charlatans, loot, overpowered builds, discussions about someone's element, giggling from immature, ill-mannered schoolchildren, magical amulets around necks, an elven forest, bandits on the outskirts, birch trees, a 50-ton giant groaning, tavern conversations, portals, scrolls, two-handed swords bought on credit, mages in bright, baggy clothes, mysteriously idiotic smiles from young paladins in the crypts of dark castles, a dragon's trail in the sky above a provincial town, the first levels of nimble, fair-haired rogues, begging for quests like dogs from NPCs.

So, I have achieved my goal. =3

Added 16 hours 41 minutes ago
Exactly, I forgot about the amulets around our necks, about the bandits on the outskirts, about the taverns, the guilds of mages and thieves, the Knights and Necromancers.

In our city, which will soon become the capital of a fairy-tale kingdom, a guild of mages will be organized, initially strictly secret, which will include the best sorcerers and wizards of the entire Kingdom. In the process of development, the guild will become accessible to mages of any level, and you and I, Mona, will be able to become excellent wizards. We will learn to master the elements, to transform energy into good, and to fight with staves. Each of us will have our own sacred animal, symbolizing our character and our magical abilities. We will carry out important tasks for the Guild Master and return to him with good news, passing through the magical barrier that allows only guild members to enter the highest tower of the Kingdom.
We will accompany detachments of Knights on important expeditions to the Lands of the Dead, where Necromancers live, or rather, dwell, where the dead walk as the living, we will penetrate deep underground into their necropolises in order to stop world evil and save the world. In such detachments, there will certainly be a place for our long-eared forest friends, because we cannot cope without their elven agility, without their elven bows, without their excellent elven warriors, without their wise elven advice, without their elven food, which can fit into one medium-sized bag and feed an entire detachment for a month, without their elven cloaks, providing almost perfect stealth, without their elven potions, created from elven medicinal herbs, without their elven mood, capable of dispelling any fears and troubles.
After the expeditions, we will have a great time with our hobbit and dwarf friends in the best taverns of the capital. We will drink the best ale in the world, brought from the land of the dwarves, and at the grand feasts held in the palace, there will certainly be excellent elven wine, made from a special variety of elven grapes that grows exclusively in elven forests and can only be harvested by elves. Elves and dwarves will arrange multi-day drinking contests, brave Knights will compete with each other in stomach capacity, and after that, bards will spread the names of the winners throughout the Kingdom.
In our Kingdom, countless temples and churches will be built. We will offer generous gifts to our gods, and apostates who have devoted their lives to serving demons will be caught and sent to prison.

We must definitely see this, Mona.

and can only be assembled by elves

Well, after that phrase, I realized that you might have gone a bit too far, Imaris.

Everything is fine. There should be even more Elves.

Hello to all the elves, guys.

Well, after that phrase, I realized that you might have gone a bit too far, Imaris.

Actually, the elves simply won't let anyone collect their grapes, so everything is as it should be. And if it's the Klov elves...