i just woke up with a very sad and very frightened feeling in my heart. i had the most distressing dream ever and i'm sure that no matter how i describe it i will not be at all able to make it feel as vivid and as real as it did for me.
i was in te middle of some kind of war. i was only visiting this place, but .. i don't know why, and i don't know where it was. but it was dark, and the only light around was fire. and all i could hear were screams and shuffling and grunts and you know .. pain and fighting and a lack of mercy.
i, was on the wrong side. i, was on the enemies side and they knew it and they were relishing in it. all around me i could see them carrying people from my own side .. they were bound at the ankles and the wrists and they were all laid down in a neat row and tortured until death. i'm not sure in what way .. i didn't see this happen, i just knew it was happening.
there were little gollum like creatures attacking me. somehow i got the arrow from one's bow and arrow and i killed him. actually i didn't, because i have bad aim an di didn't pierce his heart, i pierced him just under the armpit .... but i did wound him and it gave me time to run away, back to my own side.
it was strange. there was a definite divide between our side and ours. but when i got to our side, they weren't fighting. they had people of ours bound at the ankles and wrists, also lined up in a neat line, right on the border of where our side meets theirs. at first i didn't understand what was happening. but then something either clicked or someting was explained ... but i don't know.
the deal was, that an agreement rested between the two sides. we both agreed not to invade the oposing territory on the condition that each month, each side gets to choose three rows worth of people from the other side and torture them to death. and this was why we were not fighting. we were watching as they died. each person of ours laid down had a nadle placed just above their head.
these were the last row of people chosen, and they were close to death. when two died, a man and a woman, seemingky our leaders, passed over the two people and as they went their fet brush the tip of the candle and put the flame out. they turned and looked at me, and when a third died, i did the same for her. when the candle was out, i woke up.
i was in te middle of some kind of war. i was only visiting this place, but .. i don't know why, and i don't know where it was. but it was dark, and the only light around was fire. and all i could hear were screams and shuffling and grunts and you know .. pain and fighting and a lack of mercy.
i, was on the wrong side. i, was on the enemies side and they knew it and they were relishing in it. all around me i could see them carrying people from my own side .. they were bound at the ankles and the wrists and they were all laid down in a neat row and tortured until death. i'm not sure in what way .. i didn't see this happen, i just knew it was happening.
there were little gollum like creatures attacking me. somehow i got the arrow from one's bow and arrow and i killed him. actually i didn't, because i have bad aim an di didn't pierce his heart, i pierced him just under the armpit .... but i did wound him and it gave me time to run away, back to my own side.
it was strange. there was a definite divide between our side and ours. but when i got to our side, they weren't fighting. they had people of ours bound at the ankles and wrists, also lined up in a neat line, right on the border of where our side meets theirs. at first i didn't understand what was happening. but then something either clicked or someting was explained ... but i don't know.
the deal was, that an agreement rested between the two sides. we both agreed not to invade the oposing territory on the condition that each month, each side gets to choose three rows worth of people from the other side and torture them to death. and this was why we were not fighting. we were watching as they died. each person of ours laid down had a nadle placed just above their head.
these were the last row of people chosen, and they were close to death. when two died, a man and a woman, seemingky our leaders, passed over the two people and as they went their fet brush the tip of the candle and put the flame out. they turned and looked at me, and when a third died, i did the same for her. when the candle was out, i woke up.
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