02-13-2013, 10:58 AM
Everything seemed to be from older times (1700s or 1800s), except that in many cases there was modern electricity in the buildings. I had a large family, with at least one sister and brother, as well as a different set of parents. Throughout the dream I think I inhabited the body of almost all of them at some point, including my own personal body and personality which had its own role in the dream.
The first part I remember (there was a lot before this part but it's gone now), was that I was an old wizard talking to another old wizard, saying that there was a dark force working upon the land, and we had to steel ourselves against its influence. I told the other wizard that this force had given me visions which led to temptations I could not even speak of, for even speaking such things would have detrimental effects.
After that I was a part of this family, and my mother and sister both disappeared into the large forest around our house. The rest of us were searching for them. My mother seemed to have gone mad, and I played my sister for a good while but I can't remember what she was trying to do.
A large part of the dream revolved around this huge, old church. I knew my mother was in there. It was very dark inside, to the point I was unable to see anything, but I found a light switch and turned on the lights, and I saw that the church was a complete wreck. Everything was overturned, and there were peculiar piles of clothes and shoes laying around, almost as if people had either been sucked out of their clothes, or had simply taken off their clothes and left en masse.
For a moment I was my mother, and I saw my daughter's (my) husband (Walter) coming into the church, and I said something weird to him. Then I was myself again and was started talking about my brother, who had apparently become obsessed with some sort of legend.
The legend went like this: One could torture 15 people in a ritualistic sense and gain tremendous dark power and become a "revenant". On the flip side, they could ritualistically cleanse/heal 15 people and be filled with holy power and become a "paladin". My brother had decided he wanted to do both- to gain both powers, and he had started with the dark power and was going around torturing anyone he found.
I said that it was impossible for him to attain both powers, because once you attained one you were transformed, and were no longer the self you used to be, and at that point it would be impossible to make the other ritual work. If my brother finished his dark rituals and became a revenant, he would be transformed into an unholy terror and be lost to us forever.
We eventually ended up finding him and locked him in a room until we could figure out what to do with him. However, my mother was in the room as well, and I asked if they had tied him down or done anything to keep him from getting at my mother. No one else seemed concerned about this. They were like "He wouldn't hurt his own mother." And I told them they didn't understand. Friends, family...it didn't matter at this point. The darkness already had a firm foothold in his mind from the rituals he had been doing, and he would stop at nothing to complete the task. The only thing I felt might protect my mother was that he drew more strength from drawing the blood of the young, beautiful and innocent, and would therefore likely try to go after my sister instead of my mother. However, I did not feel comfortable at all in leaving him alone with my mother. At that point I woke up.
I also had a dream that I was at home playing video games, and there was knocking at the door. I went and opened the door and the queen of England was standing there in a bright royal blue women's suit. I was like "Um...hi? Can I help you with something?"
She came in my apartment and said "I have to tell you something VERY important. Now that I'm leaving England, the dragons...someone has to-"
And at that moment my phone woke up me up. I really wish I could have heard everything she was saying.
The first part I remember (there was a lot before this part but it's gone now), was that I was an old wizard talking to another old wizard, saying that there was a dark force working upon the land, and we had to steel ourselves against its influence. I told the other wizard that this force had given me visions which led to temptations I could not even speak of, for even speaking such things would have detrimental effects.
After that I was a part of this family, and my mother and sister both disappeared into the large forest around our house. The rest of us were searching for them. My mother seemed to have gone mad, and I played my sister for a good while but I can't remember what she was trying to do.
A large part of the dream revolved around this huge, old church. I knew my mother was in there. It was very dark inside, to the point I was unable to see anything, but I found a light switch and turned on the lights, and I saw that the church was a complete wreck. Everything was overturned, and there were peculiar piles of clothes and shoes laying around, almost as if people had either been sucked out of their clothes, or had simply taken off their clothes and left en masse.
For a moment I was my mother, and I saw my daughter's (my) husband (Walter) coming into the church, and I said something weird to him. Then I was myself again and was started talking about my brother, who had apparently become obsessed with some sort of legend.
The legend went like this: One could torture 15 people in a ritualistic sense and gain tremendous dark power and become a "revenant". On the flip side, they could ritualistically cleanse/heal 15 people and be filled with holy power and become a "paladin". My brother had decided he wanted to do both- to gain both powers, and he had started with the dark power and was going around torturing anyone he found.
I said that it was impossible for him to attain both powers, because once you attained one you were transformed, and were no longer the self you used to be, and at that point it would be impossible to make the other ritual work. If my brother finished his dark rituals and became a revenant, he would be transformed into an unholy terror and be lost to us forever.
We eventually ended up finding him and locked him in a room until we could figure out what to do with him. However, my mother was in the room as well, and I asked if they had tied him down or done anything to keep him from getting at my mother. No one else seemed concerned about this. They were like "He wouldn't hurt his own mother." And I told them they didn't understand. Friends, family...it didn't matter at this point. The darkness already had a firm foothold in his mind from the rituals he had been doing, and he would stop at nothing to complete the task. The only thing I felt might protect my mother was that he drew more strength from drawing the blood of the young, beautiful and innocent, and would therefore likely try to go after my sister instead of my mother. However, I did not feel comfortable at all in leaving him alone with my mother. At that point I woke up.
I also had a dream that I was at home playing video games, and there was knocking at the door. I went and opened the door and the queen of England was standing there in a bright royal blue women's suit. I was like "Um...hi? Can I help you with something?"
She came in my apartment and said "I have to tell you something VERY important. Now that I'm leaving England, the dragons...someone has to-"
And at that moment my phone woke up me up. I really wish I could have heard everything she was saying.
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