
I dreamt a lot again about my favourite theme of mystical creatures. My memory starts with meeting up with old school friends (a reucurring theme too) and we walked around, seeing how we all formed into different people as adults. I don’t know where we were going, but there was a big lake next to us and we were taking a walk along the shore.
I noticed then in that moment, something was following me, which is why I kept staring at the water. It was following me everywhere, always, and I simply knew this out of strangest dream-intuition. The others with me were not so keen on seeing something big and silver jump out of the water and being followed by it.
It was a dragon in the water. A bit like Haku from Spirited Away, but it had a stronger built, with silver scales, a blue mane, some fins and golden highlights. It was beautiful and a bit scary, since I couldn’t make out its eyes.
It had none.
The dream shifted then and suddenly I was with it in the water then.
It carried me,
we went as one.
About the Creator
竜鶴
Just a lonely person who writes out feelings, thoughts and dreams to get them out. Could talking ever suffice for a poetic mind?
Maybe others find themselves in similar thoughts. To you I reach out.


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