Title: Priestess and the Dragon (viewed by 0 registered dreamers, whilst MisleadingHitCount reads 1784)
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Date: Fri 8 Jun 07
I'm somehow in someone's bedroom looking through their things. It was a clean room except for some empty soda cans on the floor that were stacked up neatly. I think I read a book or watched tv for quite a long time before I realized that I needed to get out.
I leave the room and go downstairs before heading out into the main foyer. This is when I realize this house is a mansion. There was a guy on all fours who told me to wait for his Mistress because she wants to play a game and needs another partner to play Gods and Goddesses. I told him, "I don't know all that."
As I was walking out the front door, I could see a limo pull up in the short distance and people were crowding around it. I knew I couldn't simply walk away because I'd be noticed. This woman got out of the limo and I got the sense that she was a Priestess of the sort. I walked up to her and I said "Someone told me you have Magic: The Gathering cards. Do you have any doubles that you just
really don't care for... for me to have?" She said, "Yeah!"
She led me inside and told me to wait in the waiting room. To "sit after B, H," and I can't remember the rest of the letters. I didn't understand it until she showed me a bookcase. Apparently she only had several books that began with certain letters. As I neared the bookcase, I was really really hoping she wouldn't ask me who it was that told me she had MTG because no one did. I made it up on the spot.
I walked over to another bookcase and I saw "Desire to Morph" and on the cover was a dragon. I remember the first thing I thought of as soon as I picked up this thick book was... WOW, Is this thing light! I realized why because when I opened it, half of it was cardboard for the VHS tape. The other part had tons of pages. I flipped through the pages several times before I went to the end and saw an image of this giant king crouching by his small castle on top of a hill.
From the gist of the story that I can remember, a King wanted to morph into a huge dragon. Problem was, when he changed back into himself, he was still huge as ever! He was so angry that he demolished his castle on top of the hill. Apparently the castle had housed his power and after destroying it, he shrank back down to his normal size.
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I don't think I've had a dream like this that involved a light touch of the occult and fairy tales.
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