I was in Skyrim, talking with someone who was very interested in finding a certain giant beast. He wanted to study him, but his life would be complete if only he could see him up close. Coincidentally, my character Ásmundr (a gigantic forest spirit) appeared outside the window and I got all excited. I climbed on his head as he let me, and petted him all over. There was a lot to pet since he was so huge, and he was softer than I thought. The man I was talking to speculated that he had wings, which I searched for (I even searched for stumps if somehow the wings weren't there anymore). But Ásmundr had no wings, "because he is a beast of the earth." The man was content, and I rode away with Ásmundr. He lumbered up a hill, and I felt so high off the ground from his largeness. Everything was so small from his vantage point, but he was so gentle and peaceful. We entered some dense fog, and were transported into the forest. He decided to sleep here (although he doesn't really sleep), and everything's fuzzy after that.
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Dream Journal
AcakZombie and alien invasions, animals and mermaids, strange and whimsical adventures, and references to pop-culture. Sometimes scary, sometimes enchanting, always intriguing, dive into the fantastical realm that is my dreams!
