[Locked to Song]

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

So I've been practicing the dream magic, right? And it is tiring. Though I expect as I get better, it'll be less of a drain?

Jalen's being really helpful, as far as volunteering for stuff. When I originally sat him down and talked to him about our discussion, he was...not so happy about it. Mostly worried. But later, when I told him about the dream we had, and how I roasted dream-Calum...He's better about it now. He'd like to get rid of my nightmares himself, but since he can't, helping me to do it myself seems a good compromise. There was some other stuff, but it was all sap and I'm too embarrassed to put any of it down. Not sure I want to anyway; it's the kind of stuff you put in your Heart to take out and cradle later, you know? God, even that sounds like sap.

Um, yesterday I had a nightmare - I think it was just one of my weird normal ones - but that's not the point. The important part was that while we were being chased (Me and some kid I've never seen), I was...disintegrating the dream, for lack of a better term. Catwalks, ladders, whatever I could to try and hinder the guy after us. It didn't feel like a lucid dream, but it was definitely nothing I remember ever doing. And no, I wasn't practicing last night.

Unfortunately the guy just re-formed whatever I destroyed, but it did slow him down.

This one didn't even bug me when I woke up. ^^



((ooc: This was the dream I mentioned wanting to tell you about last night. I found the timing amusing.))

Comments

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

No, I understand exactly what you're saying.

Heheh. For some strange reason, I think I might be jealous. I don't know why. I never particularly wanted to get married (never particularly didn't want to, either, but I tend to be neutral on a lot of odd things).
I think it's just the big exciting romantic celebration thing. Weddings are fun.

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

Oh good. ^^

I never even really thought about it before...I mean seriously. It was always something other people did. It wasn't like I was going to find anybody. (And if Crys could read that, this is where she'd whack me.) Of course, look what happened. Guess my obsession with going antique shopping really paid off.

And now Jalen's asking if that makes him an antique, not just the ring.

You'd better have fun at this one, then. Even if it's not going to be some big, fancy event. Thank god.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

Heheh. Jalen is indeed an antique, all this considered. But he should be reminded that antiques are beautiful and treasured. You two are quite lucky.

My mother used to perform weddings of all sorts, and she'd drag me along. Some of them were boring, but some were quite fun. One of them I skipped, though, because it was held at a big nature park so I went hiking instead. Ran straight into a bobcat, too, which was awesome.

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

I'd sure as hell better not be dreaming any of this, or I'm going to be pissed.

Oh, that sounds neat. The bobcat part. Okay, so the weddings sound fun too, but I'm really not too much of a dress person.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

Believe me, I'd know if it was a dream.
Unless I'm dreaming too.
Still, I knew a lucid dream when I saw one even before I lost my heart.
... Though, I suppose if I don't know it's a dream and can't control it, then it's not lucid. Hmm...

But no dream is this vivid unless it is one of my Elemental creations, or the Dreaming itself. I think we're safe.

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

And the more I think about that, the more my brain hurts.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

What, you don't enjoy paradoxes?
Why does no one share my love for ridiculous, bind-boggling complexity? XD

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

I like it, I just try not to think about it too much. I need all my braincells! ^_^;

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

I meant to say mind-boggling, obviously.
And making new mental connections is healthy for your brain! That's what my highschool science teacher said!

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

Obviously. ^^
Science teachers, ack. One of my junior high teachers thought he was a mad scientist or something. Or at least, we all thought he was, for leaving a class of thirty kids unattended for ten minutes with a shoebox and a Bunsen burner.