Post by Yahn'ikthorn on Dec 13, 2007 5:45:16 GMT -6
I don't remember exactly when I had this dream, I hadn't thought about it for a long time but now it popped into my mind. I had it sometime within the past ten years. It's one of the few I can vividly remember.
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In the dream, I lived in a beautiful golden city beneath the earth where the Sun never shone. It was the only city in the world and had only three inhabitants who lived without much contact to each other, although they were aware of each other's presence. The city was also very, very ancient, with wide streets and great decaying towers reminding of its past glory.
I was one of the three denizens wandering that strange city. My occupation seemed to be just wandering around. The other male was the Light-Bearer who made sure all the torches and lights in the city did not go out, and his time was spent taking care of this job. The third was a female, a very beautiful woman who lived alone in an old crumbling house which was falling apart. I don't know what she did inside. The feature all of us shared was that we were somehow undead, vampire-like and immortal. We couldn't stand the sunlight which would burn us into ashes.
As the city was subterranean, there were many caverns all around, stretching for miles. I had another specialty. I knew the hidden way out to the surface. I also had an intense desire to destroy the house where the woman lived, forcing her out so I could show the way out to her, to get away from the golden city and finally rest after a death together by the light of the terrible Sun.
I can't remember whether I took the woman with me as I ventured outside, but the last thing I remember is sitting on the ground under the sky with the Sun coming up from the horizon and engulfing me in flames.
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The city seems almost Lovecraftian, like the ones described in Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath (if that was the one where the protagonist describes many incredible, beautiful places), except for the subterranean thing. I'm very puzzled about this dream, it must mean something because I remember it so damn well. I've been thinking of turning it into a short story.
What are your impressions or interpretations?
* * *
In the dream, I lived in a beautiful golden city beneath the earth where the Sun never shone. It was the only city in the world and had only three inhabitants who lived without much contact to each other, although they were aware of each other's presence. The city was also very, very ancient, with wide streets and great decaying towers reminding of its past glory.
I was one of the three denizens wandering that strange city. My occupation seemed to be just wandering around. The other male was the Light-Bearer who made sure all the torches and lights in the city did not go out, and his time was spent taking care of this job. The third was a female, a very beautiful woman who lived alone in an old crumbling house which was falling apart. I don't know what she did inside. The feature all of us shared was that we were somehow undead, vampire-like and immortal. We couldn't stand the sunlight which would burn us into ashes.
As the city was subterranean, there were many caverns all around, stretching for miles. I had another specialty. I knew the hidden way out to the surface. I also had an intense desire to destroy the house where the woman lived, forcing her out so I could show the way out to her, to get away from the golden city and finally rest after a death together by the light of the terrible Sun.
I can't remember whether I took the woman with me as I ventured outside, but the last thing I remember is sitting on the ground under the sky with the Sun coming up from the horizon and engulfing me in flames.
* * *
The city seems almost Lovecraftian, like the ones described in Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath (if that was the one where the protagonist describes many incredible, beautiful places), except for the subterranean thing. I'm very puzzled about this dream, it must mean something because I remember it so damn well. I've been thinking of turning it into a short story.
What are your impressions or interpretations?