Inspired by Spencer Krug's Dreamland project under the Moonface moniker, i am recording down my dreams in a blog. Some are weird, some are scary, and some are dramatic. And they are all done while i'm asleep.
Friday, January 7, 2011
The Ice Dream.
Me and Prince are observing a magician on the side of the road. We are a block down from my house, and snow is everywhere, except the roads are wet with melted snow. The sky is very bright white. His little sister Lauren (nine years old) is also with us, and the magician wants to do a magic trick using her. So, we agree to watch. He pushes Lauren violently into a thin pile of dirty and frozen snow on the road. I fear she is hurt, for she went through the mushy snow, and could've hurten her face on the road. She makes a high-pitched noise, and i perceive it to be crying. Then i come to realize she is laughing, and my worries vanish. However, then Lauren gets stuck under a frozen pond that appears where she fell, probably the doing of the magician. The water is blue, and the frozen pond is very small, scaled to her size. She is pounding on the glassy, clear ice and screaming. We can't do anything.
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