Dreams are strange things…
Last night though was a bit more odd then normal. I am in the mod forum, but it’s not a forum, it’s a room, well, a coffee house. Radiant Star was there, Nero was there, Forest Breath, Mmothra, and others. Cypher Grey was there as well…
We were all arguing over my actions over something, and Cypher Grey insisted that I get an infraction. I didn’t like this idea and left in a huff.
It would seem that the bickering continued, and was in some kind of limbo, but it did seem like Cypher was winning the debate. This got me a bit flustered, so I used my amazing Admin powers to fly around the forums (in this case a city) to collect all the bill boards I could find. I surrounded Cypher Grey’s house with them, and was lining the street on the way to the Coffee House. I was going to write on them all my point so maybe it could sink into his thick head.
I kept confusing real billboards with strange little black lids, that went on these odd little resin (plastic) boxes. It didn’t matter though, because I could stick them into the ground, and write my message on them. The little boxes (and lids) stood out in the dreams because they were significantly smaller then actual billboards, but when I put them up they seemed to match. This made me ponder my own size (and significance).
I saw Forest Breath walking to the Coffee House, and I flew down to walk with her. We discussed things a bit, then she said something and *JUMPED* off the ledge next to the street and tumbled down the loose dirt, rocks and debris. I could do nothing to save her but stand there in shock…
I knew that I SHOULD zip over with my amazing powers, because I could…but I could not, not at that point. I could just stand there with my jaw dropped as I watched the woman I love fall into a contorted position on the ground below.
Then I woke up…
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