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azurelunatic) wrote2002-01-10 07:29 am
azurelunatic) wrote2002-01-10 07:29 am
Dreamed:
And when I awoke, I asked Adam if he'd heard me casting the circle in my sleep.
We (Jase from work, Nephew, a few others, and I) were traversing the staircase universe, made up of every flight of long and twisty back staircases from my childhood. It's gone beyond a dream into a universe, that one -- it shows up every now and then, and you have to go through it to get somewhere. There are elevators there, too, the sort that live in dorms, and the twisty rickety high buildings with turbolifts like the starships. The stairs and bizarre layout from the engineering department, ah yes. The fire stairs, northwest, from the Elvey Building's striped original tower, with the annex new when I was barely beginning to comprehend blinkenlights.
There are roads, there, and the stairs from the Gruening Building, and all the concrete and basements, and sometimes a lawn to recharge from. The highway splits at Anchorage. Busy, bustling, all in transit. Calling all in transit. Up the stairs and to the landing, up the stairs and through the hallway. Asbestos removal, must go around. Down again, down once more to the Dungeon. Down we plunge through the prison of my mind. Votania was there, for once, with her shining staff, mutated in this world to ebony with crystal. Ebony and copper. Long shining hair, raven's wing black.
When I cast Circle, a representative creature of each element arrived. "And you're surprised why?" one of them asked. Fire? Air?
Alarm clock.
Reset, returned to Circle.
We (Jase from work, Nephew, a few others, and I) were traversing the staircase universe, made up of every flight of long and twisty back staircases from my childhood. It's gone beyond a dream into a universe, that one -- it shows up every now and then, and you have to go through it to get somewhere. There are elevators there, too, the sort that live in dorms, and the twisty rickety high buildings with turbolifts like the starships. The stairs and bizarre layout from the engineering department, ah yes. The fire stairs, northwest, from the Elvey Building's striped original tower, with the annex new when I was barely beginning to comprehend blinkenlights.
There are roads, there, and the stairs from the Gruening Building, and all the concrete and basements, and sometimes a lawn to recharge from. The highway splits at Anchorage. Busy, bustling, all in transit. Calling all in transit. Up the stairs and to the landing, up the stairs and through the hallway. Asbestos removal, must go around. Down again, down once more to the Dungeon. Down we plunge through the prison of my mind. Votania was there, for once, with her shining staff, mutated in this world to ebony with crystal. Ebony and copper. Long shining hair, raven's wing black.
When I cast Circle, a representative creature of each element arrived. "And you're surprised why?" one of them asked. Fire? Air?
Alarm clock.
Reset, returned to Circle.