The temple of the cat...

[janestarz]

Last night Dusty had a serious fight to pick with me, apparantly. Perhaps I did not pay the proper respects to our lady grace in time. In any case, I don't hold with bickery, especially not with cats. But this morning, however she glared at me last night, all was well again, the hatchet buried beneath the ficus, probably, and all mieuws and miows. She sat in my lap next to my book (a Crown of Swords of Robert Jordan) and tried as hard as she could to absorb all the attention I had directed towards the book.

I had a horrible dream last night, in which NoKey and I fought side by side against Trollocs. I only got nicked on the left leg once (my weak spot), but then a Myrddraal entered and I was enveloped by his gaze and song (Draghkars sing, Myrddraals glare without having eyes, but this was a dream). Luckily before the Fade could give me the equivalent of a Dementor's kiss, NoKey slew him by setting his sword in his body. Sadly, the sword hit me as well, piercing my jaw and grinding in between my teeth. I can still feel the grating of the iron; and it sure as hell is sending cold shivers down my back.

I'm working on Dolle Griet's first real assignment. One of Many has sent me two e-mails already since last Sunday's meeting. He seems very satisfied with the blurry picture and descriptions I sent him and I am glad he has so much faith in me. I hope his order will be the first of a steady stream of them.
I think I'll start on a concept-website after updating this thing. And reading the obligatory comics ofcourse. I need my daily PvpOnline and Ctrl-Alt-Delete fix.

Comments

[coen.livejournal.com]

Wow! You have exiting dreams!

[janestarz.livejournal.com]

No. I have painful dreams mostly. :-(

[sna.livejournal.com]

I do have those kinds as well. Most of my dreams are good, but this one time I dreamed that of all my fighting friends I was the only one left, facing insurmountable odds.

Quite weird as well, that several of my characters were arguing. Seeing your Paladin-self and your Necromancer-Self picking a fight as a pretty weird experience.

But being dreams, well, that is kind of inherent.

Glad the Dolle Griet thing is picking up. You and Pasje have a talent for it.

Later,
Sna

[elektron.livejournal.com]

And I imagine I have school dreams. Every night. I wouldn't know, since my brain automatically forgets them now (they're too horrible to remember, I imagine).