June 21st 2008

[prismaticbleed]

 

Not a nightmare, but not a dream.
My memory begins abrubptly and I am in the front seat of my car, parked outside my house. The doors are somehow locked from the outside, and I cannot get out. Someone is in the car with me, in the back seat. Supposedly it is my brother Viral, but I cannot see his face so I cannot be sure. Regardless, he begins to brutally beat me as I try to escape, not showing any mercy even as I begin to sob from panic.
I begin to shout for help, knowing that there were people inside the house, but my brother began to hit me over the head with something to make me stop. However, in a minute or so, two creatures came outside and stood directly outside the front door. One was moderately short, and wore a dark red, full-body cloak that concealed all but its claws and its face, which was purple with golden eyes. The second was almost twice as tall as he was, with (I think) orange skin, but I don’t recall how he looked at all. Even so, they didn’t approach any further. I hoped that they would come to my aid, but the small one declared, “You remain loyal to Master Wizeman, so we will not save you.” Without another word they turned and went inside as if nothing had happened.
I was heartbroken and desperate now, wondering why my loyalty to the being that was my muse's father was such a problem, and whether or not I would get out of this car and away from my brother. As I thought this, Viral suddenly began to tie me up with pink and orange wires. They looked thin and brittle, but when I tried to break them they were not only iron-solid but also constrictive. Now paralyzed and panicked, I frantically tried to think of a way to escape when my brother cried out in angry shock. Almost simultaneously the colored wires snapped and the car doors opened. I looked up to see that my brother had been blinded by some unknown means, but I also noticed a green draconic creature standing outside the door on his side. He was wearing a black-and-white outfit of some sort. The creature smiled grimly at me and I quickly got out of the car so Viral wouldn’t start attacking me again.
I ran into the house and suddenly my awareness switched. I was now watching some sort of commercial, showing two burly men eating raspberry cheesecake in a fancy bedroom. There were two blond girls in the bed, both wearing dark teal lingerie. The one said “I would do anything for some of that,” indicating the dessert. The men looked up in disbelief, but the girl only grinned maliciously and repeated “anything,” now tugging at her brassiere. Thank God my awareness warped right then, and I ended up standing in the mirror area of our far bathroom (it has two parts). The door was closed and I was alone, and suddenly those two men from the commercial walked in and began shaving their arms. I found this very odd but didn’t say anything, as I wasn’t physically present at this part of the dream. Suddenly the girls from before burst through the door, demanding “what in the world are you doing” of the men. The men tried to reply but were too confused, as I assume they had been told to shave by the girls but now had no clue what was going on. During this entire conversation I didn’t look at the girls, as they weren’t wearing anything. Suddenly the door slammed open again, and an older woman (in her early 40s, I guess) marched in and asked me “why the hell I wasn’t doing what she told me to do.” I understood that this meant she wanted me to be a prostitute like the other girls, as that was indeed what they were. I replied “because that’s absolutely disgusting and I refuse do to that under any circumstances”, as I’m a vehement antisexual/asexual and also have a strong moral code against such behavior. Well, the woman became quite furious with me and began belittling and insulting me about unrelated things, but she was saying the exact same things that my mother does. I don’t exactly remember how the topic came up, but at one point in the argument she said she was my mother, although she looked nothing like her. I told her this but that just provoked another stream of insults. Now, during this entire tirade, I was simply standing in silence, not moving or protesting. I guess this got on the woman’s nerves as well because she eventually turned around, filled a glass with water, and furiously threw it in my face with an accompanying oath. She did this several times, and I felt Laurie beginning to grow angry to the point where she wanted to tear the glass out of the woman’s hand and fling it across the room, demanding an explanation, but I realized this would accomplish nothing and was really a silly thing to do so I just turned around and left. The woman turned to follow me, still screaming, but I ran down to the kitchen and got there before her.
Now in the kitchen, I walked over to the kitchen sink and started packing food into some random tote bag with all intention of ‘running away from home.’ However, I soon realized that all the food we had was either immediately perishable or disgustingly unhealthy, so I left the bag there and decided to just wing it. I heard the woman from before coming down the hall so I quickly ran outside.
Outside it was nighttime. The scenery was also heavily snowed over, which didn’t strike me as odd despite the realtime date. I hesitated at the door for a moment, wondering what to do as I couldn’t take the car, but then I realized that the woman and her two girls were right behind me so I ran down the driveway to the hill beneath Diamew. For some reason there were all these floating snow discs there, reaching from ground level all the way up to the hilltop, which was far higher than it usually is. I tried to step on one but it dissolved under my feet. Now worried as the women had almost caught up with me, I was about to give up and run when Selph appeared in physical form in front of me. He told me to follow him, and jumped onto the nearest snow disc. Immediately it turned pink and orange and visibly solidified. I stepped onto it and it wobbled dangerously, so I asked Selph if he could fix that. He apologized and said he would, now stepping on the nearest disc to that one and continuing in a close path up the hill (as I can’t fly like he can). The next disc didn’t wobble at all, and so I quickly made my way up the path to the hilltop. Looking down, the discs disappeared and I also realized that the women were nowhere in sight.
I turned around to face a large tree behind me. At its base was a sizeable pile of ice spheres. They were all about the size of golf balls and were completely clear except for a spare few, which were powder blue and translucent. Some sort of voice in my head began to narrate that they were “ice bubbles,” and that they were completely under my control, as I apparently had control over ice and snow here. However, the narrator continued, saying that he found it “very strange, because although I had powers of ice, I had a soul of fire.” This made me incredibly sad for some reason, and I simply stood there in the cold for a minute, staring out at the empty world before me. From the hilltop, I could see not only my house but the entire valley stretching on beyond it, giving the landscape a feeling of intense depth. At the farthest point in the distance, directly between two mountains, I noticed there was this pillar of light. It was quite wide at the base, as if it was exploding from something, but narrowed into a beam which curved towards me and arced through the sky over my head. I tilted my head back to look at it, and noticed that it was quite bright above me, and clearly defined. It was also more of a blue in color. Back at the base it was bright white and unfocused, but it was dim to the point where you couldn’t see it if you looked straight on; you had to look slightly to its side in order to really see it. I found this very odd.
As I was staring at this gorgeous light, it suddenly hit me that it was, apparently, “Nicodemus’ searchlight.” According to my dream knowledge, ‘Nicodemus’ was a hero of Light who came to the aid of those in dire need. When that light was visible as it was now, that meant someone needed him. I looked back down to the driveway and noticed that the green being that had saved me from my brother and the car was there. He was standing off to the left, close to the hill, and was waving up at me with a smile. I waved back, and understood that he was indeed the being named ‘Nicodemus.’ Suddenly I heard a phone begin to ring, and realized that it was coming from inside the house. I realized that this was apparently Nicodemus’ phone, however, and that people were calling in to ask for his help. However, it kept ringing and ringing, and I wondered why he wasn’t picking up, even though he wasn’t in the driveway anymore so he must have gone inside. Eventually this incessant ringing became quite comical for some reason, and I decided to throw some of my ice bubbles every time it rang from a certain point on. With each succeeding ring, then, I tossed a single clear ice bubble towards the light on the mountains, laughing as I did so. I could only do this a few times, however, as I found it too funny to continue after a while. “Why doesn’t he answer the phone?” I asked no one in particular, still laughing into the icy air.
I then decided that I would answer the phone myself. I realized that I wasn’t wearing any shoes all of a sudden, but figured “heck with it” and ran across the hill to where there is a path down to the road. I continued running in my bare feet, realizing how cold it was but not being negatively affected by it, which was nice.
I was almost to the house when I woke up.