Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-07-27 11:41 am
Dream
There was this city. There were all sorts of high sidewalks and ramps and slides -- just exactly as I would have delighted in as a kid.
I think that somewhere
elayna_jade was inventing something with Little Fayoumis, and it was her invention, and we had to tell her not to use it or it would destroy the world or something. And it was time for her to go home with her mom, and so they went on the moving ladder, and the blimp was cruising above the city, with the sign on the side not lit up.
And then I was hanging with my friend the Muggleborn, and I had promised somebody that we would be watching movies tomorrow, as we didn't get to watch them today, and as I came back into the main halls saying this, my mother snagged me and did the "Oh no you are not, you are getting your school uniform fitting tomorrow, young lady!" and then I was pouting about that.
And the feast was a Muggle Thanksgiving dinner, only the person who was my friend was simultaneously not muggleborn and not mageborn either, as he wasn't familiar with a Muggle Thanksgiving dinner, and not familiar with how to work the buffet tables. When I went back to the serving corner, there was pizza, but no gravy for my dry turkey, and no stuffing either. So I cleared off a table and made sure there was a candle on it, and my friend and I (he was coached by me) concentrated on gravy, and sure enough, the candle flickered and flared, and gravy was delivered.
And then I was in Mama's Saab with my ... husband? and I was a tourist or something? And we were driving down that stretch of highway where it's all avalanche zone around us, through the mountains in Alaska, and we were part of a long line of cars, and the loudspeaker voice (voice over the car's intercom?) said that this was the last point to be making loud noise, from here on, any sudden noise could bring down the slopes, and my husband (I wasn't me, either, I was some lady I didn't know) speculated about how not just the things they were mentioning as bad could do it, but others, too.
I left them in the car arguing, and went up to the top of the road, which resembled the road leading down from the Old Nenana Highway to Uncle Skippy's place. It was flooding up from the bottom of the hill, and a gust of water came pouring down the turnoff leading to the place where the couple in the car were. I raced ahead of the wave...
...then I think I was back in the city, and the girls were playing on the slides and the secret childrens' routes. And something dangerous started happening, and
votania woke me up to tell me there were pancakes.
Good pancakes, by the way.
I think that somewhere
And then I was hanging with my friend the Muggleborn, and I had promised somebody that we would be watching movies tomorrow, as we didn't get to watch them today, and as I came back into the main halls saying this, my mother snagged me and did the "Oh no you are not, you are getting your school uniform fitting tomorrow, young lady!" and then I was pouting about that.
And the feast was a Muggle Thanksgiving dinner, only the person who was my friend was simultaneously not muggleborn and not mageborn either, as he wasn't familiar with a Muggle Thanksgiving dinner, and not familiar with how to work the buffet tables. When I went back to the serving corner, there was pizza, but no gravy for my dry turkey, and no stuffing either. So I cleared off a table and made sure there was a candle on it, and my friend and I (he was coached by me) concentrated on gravy, and sure enough, the candle flickered and flared, and gravy was delivered.
And then I was in Mama's Saab with my ... husband? and I was a tourist or something? And we were driving down that stretch of highway where it's all avalanche zone around us, through the mountains in Alaska, and we were part of a long line of cars, and the loudspeaker voice (voice over the car's intercom?) said that this was the last point to be making loud noise, from here on, any sudden noise could bring down the slopes, and my husband (I wasn't me, either, I was some lady I didn't know) speculated about how not just the things they were mentioning as bad could do it, but others, too.
I left them in the car arguing, and went up to the top of the road, which resembled the road leading down from the Old Nenana Highway to Uncle Skippy's place. It was flooding up from the bottom of the hill, and a gust of water came pouring down the turnoff leading to the place where the couple in the car were. I raced ahead of the wave...
...then I think I was back in the city, and the girls were playing on the slides and the secret childrens' routes. And something dangerous started happening, and
Good pancakes, by the way.

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