thedarksiren2 | Cross-posted because i thought Quasilaur might get a kick out of it

Woke up suffocating, sweaty, just simply icky all together.

Slight recollections of a dream wherein

quasilaur was visiting with my vocal teacher, Janeane Porter, and especially child-like and innocent. I recall thinking that in the dream, that Q seemed more like a child than an adult in the dream...I was aware, lucid dreaming, if you will. I came into the situation because it was my time to practice, and Q became super apologetic, moving backwards slowly, as if she were backing away from a rabid, angry dog. I became puzzled by this, and suddenly noticed the red violin in her right hand.

I was absolutely enraptured, and thought of Jeremy, the crow from The Rats of Nimh (sp?).

"oohhh...a SPARKLY!"

I reached out to touch it, as though it were a soft hand to caress. Gently, gently. But she, frightened, winced, and jumped just beyond my reach.

I recall laughing nervously, not certain as to why I was so scary. I recall Janeane telling her not to worry, that I only bite when asked nicely.

Funny, how my own words slip into the mouths of my dream-characters.
*smirks*