Siren's Song
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Trigger Warnings: Torture in another room, mention of drowning| Discuss || Interpret || Draw |
Dreaming Techniques: None
In this dream, I was playing a young girl - maybe 12 or so? - named something slightly unusual that started with A. Alyssa, maybe. Or, considering a couple parts of the dream came from the book I was reading, possibly Alexia.
I started the dream in a mysterious cave/arena type place - open to the sky in some parts, but covered in others. It was circular, with a pillar in the middle, water in a wide ring around the pillar (this water was open to the sky), and then a walkway with rooms, tunnels, etc. outside of that. One side was open to the outside world, but I think in that way that the spirit world tends to be - it looks open from one side, but only the occasional rando can chance their way in.
I had a few dream-insight memories at that point: my name, and the fact that there had been some sort of spirit-like being here before me. Something had happened to them (I don't know what), and now I had taken their place. I had some knowledge of my time before then, but it was OOC knowledge, and thinking about it reminded me that in-character I wasn't supposed to know that. This included my old name - apparently now I was a nameless spirit or something.
So I started to explore. I knew some things about the place: the curve of that wall, the door I didn't need to open, the thin part of the walkway, and the auditorium-style seating at one end.
Jump-cut to a third-person view of Alyssa/me in the water. I knew I was fine, I was immortal and actually enjoyed being completely underwater - looking potentially dead. Two people showed up on a boat. One I recognized OOC as Alyssa's mother, but again thought "oh, I'm not supposed to know that" and ignored the information. The other was a man, I think maybe an uncle or friend. I bobbed up and down, at one point pushing my head out of the water to show that I was alive, toying with them.
The man laid some sort of blanket out on the water. Of course, it started sinking, because it was a blanket, but he took out this staff that looked like some sort of lance you might find in Dark Souls, but also a little like something Meta Knight might carry. Very spiky around the hilt. He tapped the blanket and said "Ethos, pathos, logos", which apparently in that world is a spell to make blankets act like stable platforms to climb onto. Which I did. I'm still not sure if I/Alyssa could swim to shore without that aid. She might have needed that, or she might have been toying with the people in the boat some more.
Of course Alyssa's mother recognized me, and after a few moments, I decided that even without the OOC memory of her, Alyssa could figure out that this was once her mother. Nothing was done with this information. We all went to shore.
We reached shore, and the two people in the boat started exploring. I knew I was supposed to do something to them besides let them roam, but I didn't care. I knew they couldn't do any harm to my lair or to me. The man asked what the door in the wall was and opened it. Beyond was a dark and dirty laboratory-looking area from which we could hear the echoes of tortured screams. The man quickly shut the door.
After that, the dream gets pretty spotty, and like most dreams, it doesn't really have a narrative ending. There were public restroom stalls just sitting in the open at one point. All the toilets were the squat kind, with water flowing in, except one, which was the normal sit kind. I used the sit kind, my reasoning being NOT that I can't use the squat kind (Being firmly American, I can't), but that my guests ALSO can't use the squat kind, so by using the regular toilet, I was forcing them to use the squat ones. Muahahaha so devious, I guess.
Next to the restroom stalls, the cliffs had been carved into some open-air, auditorium style stone benches. Apparently I was going to do some sort of performance for all the poor souls that wandered into my domain. When I saw them, there was a time jump, and suddenly I was sitting in one, and they were crowded! Next to me sat a character from a Youtube series I like - a character known for being very dramatic and extra, but not always very smart. I shapeshifted to look like him. Again, my entire job in this dream was to mess with people. He was very confused and asked me something about "Why do you have the same face as me?" (which is rich considering that everyone in the series he's from has the same face and he should be used to that lol). I didn't answer, just grinned at him. The dream kind of faded out after that - I think a couple other things happened, but I don't remember what.
Notes: I?? Would love if someone interpreted this for me?? I don't recognize any part of it except the character that showed up (Roman from Sanders Sides, for the curious) and the "tortured screams from the other room" thing, which was in the book I was reading last night. It wasn't a Bad Dream, I actually quite liked the creativity (heh) and uniqueness of it. I'm just very confused because it's also very unlike my usual "here's a remix of what you read/watched the other day" dreams. Also this is the second time in two days where I've traveled through water significantly deeper than I am tall, in a dream. I meant to share yesterday's dream, but didn't get the chance.
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