Imagery and creation from the night
May. 8th, 2003 09:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robinblokeDreams are things that never seem clear, when I catch them or have them I often end up wondering for days afterwards if they were real somehow, an echo from a former memory of my own. Some are so sharp as to make me sometimes merge the memory of them into my own as almost reality, one memory being much like the other they all become equal in my minds eye of the past, so I have to concentrate to remember that they were only just dreams. This one is one that will be returning to haunt me.
I woke up, my mind was fairly hazy. Faint hints of something that had happened a night, or was it a year... ago were echoing through my mind. I turned over and... she was there. Who she was exactly I wasn't sure; her features were Asian, her skin was smooth, hair black as night and her whole face had this calm, relaxed look to it. As her eyes flickered open I could see the sharp intelligence in them and then she gave me a smile that made my heart pause, a shiver down my back. I still didn't recognise her.
Time passed in a blur and things became clear; we were engaged, for some reason, I didn't even remember meeting her. We were to be married in a short number of days, this is when he arrived as well. I didn't recognise him either, but she obviously knew him - she and he spent a lot of time together, a lot, talking when I couldn't hear, catching them in almost compromising positions. But the 'big day', so to speak, arrived regardless.
We were in some kind of hall, there were other people there, but they were only cardboard cut-outs to the scene, faint background noises and shapes that were secondary to the three of us. A revelation sparked inside, one that I realised I had known anyway, and I turned to look at him, a question in my mind as to him and her. The ground... rippled, and he fell forward - diving perhaps, and the wood bent and shivered like the surface of a pond to swallow him up and away, vanished, gone. I knew that he had ceased to be. I didn't know why, or how I knew this. She looked at me and I knew that it truly was all just a facade, and she too... faded, sensing the understanding in my eyes I think; the memories are becoming hazy now. But her eyes held mine for a moment and I lost myself into the depths of them, understanding that the two of them would have done the same to me, as I had somehow done to him, should I have completed the words of my vow. It had been planned from the start.
And then it was all over; the scenery fading away, the players and characters shifting from their faint colours to merge into the background of the weakening light. All light was passing into shadow and nothingness, disappearing to become all a memory.
But I can still see her face, her eyes. I could loose myself in those eyes again with just a thought.
I woke up, my mind was fairly hazy. Faint hints of something that had happened a night, or was it a year... ago were echoing through my mind. I turned over and... she was there. Who she was exactly I wasn't sure; her features were Asian, her skin was smooth, hair black as night and her whole face had this calm, relaxed look to it. As her eyes flickered open I could see the sharp intelligence in them and then she gave me a smile that made my heart pause, a shiver down my back. I still didn't recognise her.
Time passed in a blur and things became clear; we were engaged, for some reason, I didn't even remember meeting her. We were to be married in a short number of days, this is when he arrived as well. I didn't recognise him either, but she obviously knew him - she and he spent a lot of time together, a lot, talking when I couldn't hear, catching them in almost compromising positions. But the 'big day', so to speak, arrived regardless.
We were in some kind of hall, there were other people there, but they were only cardboard cut-outs to the scene, faint background noises and shapes that were secondary to the three of us. A revelation sparked inside, one that I realised I had known anyway, and I turned to look at him, a question in my mind as to him and her. The ground... rippled, and he fell forward - diving perhaps, and the wood bent and shivered like the surface of a pond to swallow him up and away, vanished, gone. I knew that he had ceased to be. I didn't know why, or how I knew this. She looked at me and I knew that it truly was all just a facade, and she too... faded, sensing the understanding in my eyes I think; the memories are becoming hazy now. But her eyes held mine for a moment and I lost myself into the depths of them, understanding that the two of them would have done the same to me, as I had somehow done to him, should I have completed the words of my vow. It had been planned from the start.
And then it was all over; the scenery fading away, the players and characters shifting from their faint colours to merge into the background of the weakening light. All light was passing into shadow and nothingness, disappearing to become all a memory.
But I can still see her face, her eyes. I could loose myself in those eyes again with just a thought.
