Post by charmingEquivocator on Sept 30, 2019 0:34:02 GMT
I don't often remember my dreams. I saw this thread awhile back and thought "I'll try and remember the next one". So here we are.
I dreamed I was in a subway. Not the sandwich place, the underground transit system. I've never physically been to one, but obviously I've seen them in various media. A lot of details are fuzzy, but that's how my dreams usually are.
In my dream I found a magical ring. With the logic of dreams, I somehow knew it was magical right away. As well as how to use it. The ring gave me the power to make any surface slippery and slick. Like oil except it didn't stain clothes. Pretty lame power in retrospect. Still, I was fairly blown away by it at the time. Real magic? So cool.
What happened next is mostly a blank until I realized I was being pursued by a group (coven?) of witches. They wanted the ring. I think it belonged to one of them, but my attitude was basically "Yeah, well, fuck you." So the dream from then on was mostly me sliding through subway tunnels on magical oil to escape them. I'd leave trails of magical oil leading off in different directions behind me to throw them off. I've heard some people dream about running in slow motion, but I was moving really fast. I mean I was cookin'. Granted, I wasn't running. I was sliding. The sensation of speed and momentum felt so real. The tunnels twisted and dipped. Forming all kinds of crazy angles I'm sure real life subway tunnels do not have. This went on for awhile, long after I was sure I'd given the witches the slip. I didn't have any way to stop myself. Abruptly, I hit a dead end. Slammed into a wall. Then I woke up.
I'm trying to remember what the witches looked like. I think they were just person-shaped silhouettes.
*Googles* Huh. I'm not familiar with this book series you're referring to but that is kinda what I did, I guess. Except I wouldn't describe what I did as graceful. It was more like... tripping and falling on my ass but not losing forward momentum. It was like being on a waterslide except the ground was often level and the only control I had was to push off walls.