Elissril sat at her desk in her room, at her home downtone Solinar, it was late eve and her mother was in reverie, and was not even aware that her daughter had snuck in. Elissril didn't come to her room often anymore, but she felt safest there. She opened a red book on the desk that was her dream diary and began to read through it.
I write this book to record my dreams of interest, thats not to say that I think some of my dreams are special or anything, but someone does, and so I write of these dreams so that they might read of them in the future. As a note to self, this book should be kept beside my bed so that I will remember to write in this to the best of my recollection.
Entry 1
I walk down a narrow hallway, it is completely dark, with a room at the end, lit by a few candles on desks, with bookshelves on all of the walls. There was a lone robed figure, black, or perhaps shadowy, standing, and back faced. I approached it, and it groaned, turning to face me with jaws impossibly stretched down. I awoke immediately upon seeing that.
Entry 2
I was inside of a dark house, trapped in it, and looking about it cautiously for an exit. It was eerily silent, upstairs there was the occasional whispering heard but overall, there was little of interest in the house, as it was old, dusty, and run down. Outside was gloomy, the woods were dark, and the clouds were gray and thick. Though there was a passage in the basement, but I was stabbed from behind in the chest before I could explore it. The fright of this awoke me.
Entry 3
There is not much to note of this dream. I was falling down at the sky, instead of down at the ground, which was very odd, and very frightening, as falling long enough tends to make me delirious. The only thing of note here, is that I used one of my abilities, a shadowy skin, and I did so for real, making me aware that I could very well sleep walk.
Entry 4
This dream seems to take place in mining tunnels, lit, yet empty and silent. Though the silence does not last, as two red eyes peer from the darkness, and a shadow emerged. I drew a sword to fight it, but I found that with each blow I gave to it, I only made it stronger and more easier for it to overpower me, and so I quickly changed my tactic to flee, and it gave chase after me. I ran to a large cavernous room, and it was a dead end that left me trapped, and I became very afraid... so afraid infact, that I somehow willed the tunnel to collaspe on the shadow. I do not know how I willed such to happen, I just do. I woke up after the tunnel collasped.
Entry 5
I dreamt of being in a town that was surrounded on all sides by a cemetary, which gave it a surreal and eerie feeling to it. It was night time with a starless sky, and no one was out. My stroll seemed peaceful, until two familar red eyes opened and peered at me, the shadow them emerging out, his hands reaching for me. I ran away into the the endless maze of the cemetary, with many gravestones, and many crypts. As I ran through the cemetary, I managed a look through a porticullis of one of the crypts to spot a feminine shadow, but I had no time to stop look at it for long. Having been made aware that I am a lucid dreamer, I often willed fences to appear behind me to buy me some time in my retreat, though even still the shadow would gain on me. Finally, I willed a hole to appear that would plunge me deep underground, and close behind me. It appeared, and I dove in, awakening.
Entry 6
I was inside of a building, in a large room with a high ceiling and no windows. It seemed made mostly of white and teal marbles. There were two balconies above, that feminine shadow was atop of one of them. She seemed to be watching me, and nothing more. And then once again, the second, more hostile shadow emerged. I fled through one of the doors, and down a hallway, to find a set of circular stairs going up. I ran up them to the next floor, which more resembled a maze. I frantically made my way through them, creating doors behind me to buy myself time. Finally, I came face to face with the feminine shadow, but a porticullis seperated us. The other shadow caught up through the final door, and I awoke.
Entry 7
I was on a small rowboat going down an underground river. All was peaceful, until my boat crashed down of two waterfalls. The boat stayed afloat, unable to turn back, I rowed on. I was stopped when I saw not two, but five different passages. Having no idea where to go, I took the far right passage. I was caught on a current, which moved me faster and faster, until I crashed on some cave floor at the end, and was forced to continue down the caves on foot. As I made my way further in the caves I looekd back and noticed two red eyes in the distance. Recognizing this, I began to flee, collasping some rock behind me, and willing a barrier into existance as I ran, but neither of these stopped it from eventually catching up to me, and when it did, I woke up before I could strike it.
Entry 8
I was on the same rowbow on the same river as the last dream, only this time at the tunnels, I took the second passage from the left, currents picked up and sped my boat down the passage, until I ended in a large cavernous area, with an island that had a lighthouse on it before the passage continued on. Being that I am as curious as a cat, I decided to dock the boat and explore this curious lighthouse. The building itself seemed to made entirely of a black stone, and it was old, if a bit rundown as well. I looked around it, at the top, there was a good view of the passage beyond the island. No one was in the lighthouse, but on the way out, I did find a secret trapdoor leading to a passage below, in the dark. I jumped in, and I awoke.
Entry 9
In this particular dream, I was underground yet again, battling giants with a sword that was not my own. A black short sword that crackled with negative energy whenever it struck flesh. I was different, and more agile. These giants seemed more masochistic, there were murals crudely depicting pain and suffering, and the enjoyment of it. I must have slain at least a dozen of the giants, before I kicked a door down to come face to face with what seemed to be their chieftain. He seemed eager and pleased that combat had come to him, and he charged at me with a child like glee. I charged towards him as well in a trick, shadowjumping behind him and throwing a dagger at his back as he nearly slammed into the wall. I ran to him as his back was turned, and slashed behind one of his knees, though all it did was stagger him. He swung his large greatsword at me, but I leaped back onto the wall and dodged, only to launch myself towards his chest, slamming right into it with the sword going into his heart. I placed my feet on his chest, and held on for a moment, and then pulled the sword out, jumping back with a backflip and landing on my feet, gazing at the giant who's enthusiam for battle and pain was dimmed somewhat by the death blow. The giant had magical armor and weaponry, along with a great deal many scars, having more then seen his share of fighting. If any loyal to him lived, he would likely have gotten a burial of the highest honor. I awoke as I gazed on his lifeless corpse.
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