Just awoken from a dream that was set in a victorian style world, but it was a living musical. I was a pretty ginger haired girl (And gutted to awake to find im actually me) and I sang with a group of friends in a summer house. We were all priveledged and rich. I could recognised people I know personalites and everyone seemed to have swapped genders. The songs and music were amazing. I went into the main house when someone was calling on a servant. I walked into the libriary and saw a massive book, and started to read a smaller book. It was about maths and that bored me. The second i saw lying out seemed to be an occult text. I read it. I could hear servants talking about a preist that was watching an incantation being chanted. They said what ever was happening was pretending it was dormant and not half as powerful as it was. The priest had to be stopped. But the.man in question was standing at the back of the room from where I walked in and seemed harmless. He was quite vacant I will admit. I watched as ancient stone carvings of other worldly creatures began to slowly hum and vibrate. The servants advanced upon the priest. Then I woke up and was genuinely gutted that I wasnt a braw rich lassie In a big house with singing friends.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Oct 2013 06:09:03 +0000
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