9:58 a.m. - 2005-01-25
Run away imagination
I had this dream last night that I was working as a slave for some type of mauraders (sp?) who had captured me along with some odd tribe and were killing people quite regularly. All I could think of was escape and I think I was a male who was trying to escape with a female. We were on an island which had a big factory of some kind on it.

At first I tried to escape by volunteering to take out the trash. It almost worked, but everyone suddenly got very suspicious of me. Next there was this large metal wall that had enough space for me and this girl to hide behind. So I snuck closer and closer to it, but someone else ducted behind it only to trigger some sort of arrow-shooting mechanism that killed a bunch of people and sent us all running out of the factory and onto the beach.

I remember calling to someone, telling them to use the whistle and call the phoenix. I heard the melody and the phoenix appeared but we kept running and the bird disappeared leaving us on the beach with our attackers.

Then I woke up.

So it sounds like something that could evolve into a story. I just wish they'd give me endings more often, cause I don't know how I'd get them out of the island attack thing after the bird disappeared.

Yeah even sleeping my imagination never quits...

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