What are your dreams...., What happens when you shut your eyes? Options

[Priest of Sithis]

Hello everyone, before i hit the sack, just wanted to know, am I the only one with weird dreams???

[allshallfade]

I've had some pretty twisted dreams in my past, and ever since high school I've kept a dream journal. I've typed up some of my most intense ones for topics like this before- but they're very long, I'm sorry! I'll only post one, if you're interested I have a few more

This is probably one of my favorite dreams to share, and one of my scariest:

I was walking in a forest in the middle of the night, a thick fog high round the trees and the full moon high in the sky. I was following a narrow path, winding through the thick foliage and branches. I felt as though someone was watching me, but I could not pick them out in the area around me because of the fog. I looked down to see I was wearing a beautiful white gown, and ring of flowers rested upon my head. I was barefoot, but the dirt was soft and almost moist.

The feeling of being followed and watched became more and more intense as I continued to walk, but strangely I could not move faster to flee- however hard I tried, I remained at a walk, not wanting to get my dress dirty. I was deathly afraid, my heart racing, but I couldn't let them know that. I kept my head high and my steps steady and even, clenching my hands to hide the shaking. And quite suddenly I came to a clearing. The moon seemed pointed straight towards it, as it was well lit, with only the shadows of spindly trees making form. And in the center of the clearing there was a dead deer- a faun, with its rump speckled white. I looked closer to see that its insides had been ripped out, blood everywhere. I hadn't noticed it at first; it was as though it had started to melt into view.

I took a step forward, but withdrew immediately, horrified. I looked down to see what looked like a thick, bloody glumpy rope- and realized that it was the faun's intestines, surrounding the clearing, forming a perfect circle. And I had just stepped in it. I brought both of my hands to my mouth in absolute horror, but no scream came out. And suddenly I saw a white figure on the opposite side of the clearing, wearing a gown almost identical to mine- the only difference being a crest on the upper torso- showing an upside down star, wrapped in a circle. My hands fell limply to my sides as I watched the figure, entranced. I could not see its face, but it was definitely human.

It walked with such a grace to the animal that I felt as though my heart was flying with her. As she reached the faun, I could not see her face, but she kneeled down by the animal's side and placed her hands on its open stomach. I inched closer, careful to step over the intestines, and continued to watch. She leaned her head over the animal and her body started to shake and convulse- almost like she was sobbing. I felt such a sudden urge of sympathy that I rushed forward to join her in her mourning of the violent death of such an innocent creature- but as I drew near I heard something.

It wasn't sobs coming from the woman- it almost sounded like... slobbering. I stopped; mere feet from the figure, and a dawning sense of comprehension hit me. Her head moving from side to side, embedded in the creature’s stomach... she was literally devouring it raw, grunts of sadistic pleasure escaping her blood soaked lips! I started to scream, and this time I heard sound come from myself- but it all stopped seconds later.

For the woman lifted her head in alarm, and I finally saw her face. And it was my own.

The look in her eyes was one of gleaming madness, of sadistic pleasure. Her face was now covered in the blood of the faun, and when she rose to her feet and grinned wickedly, I saw that her white dress was stained in the red liquid.

And the most horrifying feeling came next- I longed to be with the woman, to do as she was doing- to kill the deer and feast upon its fresh meat, to feel its blood on my face. I felt myself being drawn into its power, the draw of evil... but in my mind's eye I saw my younger sister, dressed in a beautiful dress of green and yellow sun dress, dancing in a field of flowers. Her laughter rang throughout my thoughts- innocent laughter, her smile radiating like the sun behind her. And after a moment she stopped dancing and looked me in the eye- I felt her gaze go right through me, understanding… almost like she was freeing me.

And I was back in the grove, the woman still grinning evilly. But I was free from the spell, and I realized I needed to leave, to escape. I was terrified, but I turned and started to run as fast as I can. The woman shouted in a language I did not understand, but it was my voice I heard. I was clawing my way through the forest, trying to stay on the path, but it was getting more and more difficult. I had the sense that something was following me again, yet this time I could almost feel its hot breath upon my neck.

My breath was short and my steps were starting to weaken after I had been running for what seemed forever, and yet the thing pursuing me never seemed to fall behind, only get closer and closer. I did not want to turn, for fear of what I would find. However, when I felt my vision starting to blur, and my legs felt too heavy to move, I knew it was over. I was going to die. And so in one last burst of energy, I turned my head.

Behind me was the faun, its eyes fiery with accusation and revenge. Its insides were spilling out from it as it ran, littering the ground with blood and organs. I felt myself screaming, my heart feeling like it would burst from fear.... and I took another step forward. My foot sunk into the ground, followed by my body. Everything around me was dark, and almost gooey. I felt like I was floating, an advanced state of swimming almost. The deer had vanished from sight, as I realized I was sinking in quick sand. And surprisingly, all I cared about was how dirty I was making my dress, not the fact that I was slowly and inevitably sinking.

I looked up toward the sky and saw the moon, its light giving me hope. But it was all in vain, for I continued to sink. Once my neck was almost completely under, my chin almost entering, I looked up again to see the deer kneeling by the pond. I looked into its eyes, and it returned my gaze- no longer filled with revenge and hatred, now only with pity and forgiveness. And it was the last thing I saw before I sunk into Oblivion.

But it was not over- I awoke in a clearing, one that I now recognized to be near my home in the woods. I was still wearing the white gown, but it was covered in the mud from the quick sand- and I looked down at my hands to find they were covered in blood. As I raised my horrified gaze, I saw that the clearing was surrounded by many people from my life- an ex boyfriend, my father, my aunt, a respected teacher of mine- and my sister. They were all staring at a point on the ground behind me, so I turned to find... the deer. My sister was kneeled beside it, tears streaming down her face.

And then they turned to look at me, chanting "Guilty! Guilty!” But all I saw was my sister, her eyes asking me but one anguished, completely lost question- "Why?"

And I had no answer.

And then I woke up.