The dream starts off with me on a bicycle (which for me is strange since I am an indoors person). I'm flying along on it at crazy speeds, having a great time, in the town i grew up in (not the town i live in now). The strange part of all of this, is I'm riding my bike in places I should be walking in, and people are looking at me strangely, yet I continue riding my bike into/through a bus station, a mall, and finally (this gets wierd), a dark marble dungeon-like cavern. I finally get off, and wander through it, led only by some driving force, and a slight whisper saying only (Forward... Forward you go...)
I walk for what seems like ages, when finally i'm approached by an old dead friend (died 2 years ago), and he looks at me blankly, not saying a word, what messes my head up, is I can remember talking and carrying on a completely normal conversation with him, and his lips never moved, nor did any of his facial features. And I just left him, and continued walking through the dimly lit passageways of a shiny dark marble surrounding cavern.
I finally stop at the end of this cavern, which leads into a large sort of mosoleum type area. There is an alter-like object in the middle of this rounded marble room, with three steps leading up to it. Slowly i make my ascent, hearing behind me (Forward, Forward you go.) Only this time its no longer a whisper, but more like a distant youthful scream.
YELLING at me to go forward, from some distant place.
I reach the top of the steps, look down, at a perfectly rounded pool of dark liquid.
I can't see whats in it, but I know there is movement.
Now either something is coming up from the bottom, or the water is lowering, I cant tell...
But something emerges, edges of some marble shape too obscure to make out, and yet, just its presence horrifies me, and paralyses me where I stand, and I can't stop watching as this object rises.
Slowly it emerges from the watery surface revealing one word which haunts me, and will continue to haunt me for a long time to come.
It read "LOKI" in all capitol letters, perfectly etched in marble. At the exact moment I read the word, I heard a LOUD WAILING (crying) coming from behind me, but when I whirled around to see what was there, the screaming drifted off to the sound of my alarm clock.
I was still asleep, and yet awake... Unable to move, unable to speak. I could only think "Am I dreaming?" then just as quickly as it was there, it was gone. How it changed my life:It hasn't really, except that the word Loki is appearing in my thoughts more and more... Just thought I'd share this dream with some people, as it is really very interesting :)
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