I had this dream last night--I mean day, as I slept from 8 am to 5 pm, but yeah. And when i woke up, I only vaguely remembered it. But, an hour or so later, while I'd been thinking about it for a bit, I'd managed to put it back together just how it was, and decided to write it as a short story, hahaha
(oh yeah, and although the main person is referred to as "I", it is not me, cause I were someone else in that dream. :P)
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[SIZE=3]I Have no Garden[/SIZE]
They said his garden lived. Those rumours spread even to me who had no friends but my own sister. They said his garden moved, on its own. And he himself never entered. I only lived a few houses away from him, in a big house, all rooms huge but no garden. Perhaps that is what made me the most curious, the reason why I was the one daring to check. So I invited myself into his house with the help of a few scones, for him. Once entering his fascinating home, I sat down there on his couch, drinking a fine cup of tea with him, eating my scones. And once he went off needing to empty himself, I sneaked out to the small room in the end of the house, leading into the garden.
The garden was hidden from the world by a bunch of tall trees and bushes, causing the garden to be rather dark as well. It wasn’t necessary big, but all the bushes hiding small corners made it a lot to explore.
There was a Lady there, naked, with long blonde hair covering her breasts. She smiled at me, and I smiled back, even when full of curiosity I managed so. The Lady just stood there, in one of the small corners created by a rose bush, a rose bush that hid her lover half from sight. She tilted her head, and made me feel more uncomfortable than I already was, but I just smiled more, and continued to look around. There was a small book in one of the bushes full of lilies. I was rude enough to take it and put it in my pocket. Perhaps I would return it some other day.
I finished looking around, so I decided to return to the living room. Turning, she waved at me, still smiling. I smiled and waved back, before I went back out.
He was already sitting there when I came back. Sipping his tea lazily, he also gave me a smile. Then he asked if I had enjoyed his garden, and I smiled once more and told him it was the most beautiful garden I had ever seen.
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The day after, around 6 o’clock, she appeared in my house.
She stood in the big room between my living room and kitchen, wearing a white top hat, hair tied up, a fine white jacket with fitting gloves and a white skirt. High heeled shoes in the same colour, and a big black ribbon around her neck.
She asked, “Shall we play a game?”, and I gave little thought before I said yes, and we played friendly games together.
She left later that afternoon, without saying a word.
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The day after, around 7 o’clock, she appeared again.
In the same room, wearing a purple top hat, hair plaited down her back, and a long purple dress with a black sweater beneath.
She asked, “Shall we fight?”, and I pondered only for a little before I shrugged and said alright, and we fought as if we hated each other from the bottom of our hearts, causing bruises to appear on each others’ skin.
She left that afternoon, when we were worn out, without saying a word.
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The day after, around 8 o’clock, she appeared in my house again.
In the same room, wearing a red top hat, hair set up in a pony tail, and a red west with a matching red skirt, a black top beneath the west, and black and white striped stockings up to her hips, red high heeled shoes to match it all.
She asked, “Shall we be friends?”, and I smiled and said sure, and we ate dinner in my fine living room, talking about everything and nothing.
She left that afternoon, when we were full, without saying a word.
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The day after, around 9 o’clock, she appeared once more.
In the living room, wearing a green top hat, hair set up in pig tails, a long green coat sitting tight to her body in the waist, then reaching all the way down to her knees, black stockings seen from there down to her high green boots with high heels.
My sister was with me then, and she asked who this Lady was. And I answered that she was my friend, and that made my new friend smile. We sat together once again then, talking together. Until suddenly it appeared weird creatures in the room, small elves it looked like, and their light blended our eyes as they screamed that I should give them back their fantasy. The Lady became all pale and said she would never want to see me again.
And then she and the elves left, without saying a word.
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The day after, around 10 o’clock, she did not appear.
I got curious, and decided to go see the garden again.
I didn’t care to be nice and bring scones this time. I sneaked in. Reaching the small room towards the garden, and I soon began to open the door into it, slowly.
She was laying there curled up on the ground, naked, right in front of me, eating a raw piece of meat with her hands. She screamed as she saw me, but did not do more. She seemed to have gone insane, of some short, and I ended up standing there with my eyes upon her for as long as she continued eating. Her skin and hair were moist, as if it had rained, although it hadn’t. She no longer recognized me, and I never noticed the grinning dwarf scowling at me from the bushes.
Once she had fallen asleep there on the ground, the man appeared behind me, taking off his jacket and laying it around her to keep her warm, hopefully. He smiled at me, and I smiled back, asking what had happened. He told me she reminded him of his wife, but now it seemed she would die the exact same way his wife had as well. His smile turned sad, and we stood silent for a while. I gave him the book back, and he thanked me, before he huffed, shrugging slightly as he said.
“I guess I should stop messing with nature.”
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aaand I woke up right after that, so I decided to leave it just like that also. :D
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Very strange, but interesting story. For some reason I sort of saw this like an anime. XD I guess because even some anime's strange like that. Well written and nice dream interpretation overall. Most of the time I remember my dreams and record them. Well, I record ones worth remembering though, heh. :)
Pretty good weird by cool dream i have dreams some like that but when i remember them it is kind of weird. once before when i remembered a dream i got sudden migrains and then they left within 1 minute but hey that's me but still nice dream.