Xzengrim
10-02-2003, 04:54 PM
I've had a number of dreams of late. And here are a few.
I dreamed I was in a port city, and my family (and a couple of friends) had wanted to go riding in this boat. And the captain of the boat was this guy I know, and he was being a huge bastard to everybody. I think he'd been drinking or something. But the point is, everybody looked to me, the werewolf, to go confront him. My brother grabbed my arm and told me, "Go get him! Bust out the claws and the fangs and all that! Do the whole werewolf trip on him!"
That made me sort of remorseful. I told my brother, "That's not what being a werewolf is about." To which he said, "THen what IS it about?" And I didn't know.
In the end, I did go up and contront the guy, and he took an attitude. So I shifted and roughed him up a bit. I hung him off the back end of the boat by his shoes, like a trophy. He yelled a lot at that. It makes me wonder what lycanthropy is all about.
Most disturbingly, last night I had this dream that I was a Nazi. I was in the Hitler Jugend, at one of those propagandist retreats they used to have for the young in Baden ages ago. And I was sitting in this barracks, all alone, staring at my hand -which had begun sprouting fur and claws. The hand was proof that the government had lied to everyone. I wasn't perfect, I wasn't Aryan, I wasn't even human! I just kept turning further and further into a werewolf. Eventually there was a knock on the door, some other kid come looking for me because I hadn't come to some rally or another. I jumped up and, now completely lupine, shoved past all of the amazed, shrieking people and I darted into the forest. I ran as far as I could into the deepest part of the woods, where there was no sign of men.
Lastly, I also dreamed that I was walking in town and came upon a wolf who happend to be a friend of mine. I shifted into wolfen form so that I could talk to him, and I asked him if he knew why I had been made a werewolf, and what I was supposed to do with it. It was hard to get information, because all the wolf wanted to do was play. He told me that if I chased him and caught him he would tell me. So we chased and ran and ran and ran, and I finally sprang on top of him and rolled him over on his back. So he said that the didn't know why I was man sometimes and wolf other times. But the alpha of the pack would know, if only I could find him.
So I ran far and wide over the plains until I found some buffalo. And I followed the buffalo, because it was only a matter of time until another wolfen hunting party came. Then I had to wait.
Anyway... any thoughts?
I dreamed I was in a port city, and my family (and a couple of friends) had wanted to go riding in this boat. And the captain of the boat was this guy I know, and he was being a huge bastard to everybody. I think he'd been drinking or something. But the point is, everybody looked to me, the werewolf, to go confront him. My brother grabbed my arm and told me, "Go get him! Bust out the claws and the fangs and all that! Do the whole werewolf trip on him!"
That made me sort of remorseful. I told my brother, "That's not what being a werewolf is about." To which he said, "THen what IS it about?" And I didn't know.
In the end, I did go up and contront the guy, and he took an attitude. So I shifted and roughed him up a bit. I hung him off the back end of the boat by his shoes, like a trophy. He yelled a lot at that. It makes me wonder what lycanthropy is all about.
Most disturbingly, last night I had this dream that I was a Nazi. I was in the Hitler Jugend, at one of those propagandist retreats they used to have for the young in Baden ages ago. And I was sitting in this barracks, all alone, staring at my hand -which had begun sprouting fur and claws. The hand was proof that the government had lied to everyone. I wasn't perfect, I wasn't Aryan, I wasn't even human! I just kept turning further and further into a werewolf. Eventually there was a knock on the door, some other kid come looking for me because I hadn't come to some rally or another. I jumped up and, now completely lupine, shoved past all of the amazed, shrieking people and I darted into the forest. I ran as far as I could into the deepest part of the woods, where there was no sign of men.
Lastly, I also dreamed that I was walking in town and came upon a wolf who happend to be a friend of mine. I shifted into wolfen form so that I could talk to him, and I asked him if he knew why I had been made a werewolf, and what I was supposed to do with it. It was hard to get information, because all the wolf wanted to do was play. He told me that if I chased him and caught him he would tell me. So we chased and ran and ran and ran, and I finally sprang on top of him and rolled him over on his back. So he said that the didn't know why I was man sometimes and wolf other times. But the alpha of the pack would know, if only I could find him.
So I ran far and wide over the plains until I found some buffalo. And I followed the buffalo, because it was only a matter of time until another wolfen hunting party came. Then I had to wait.
Anyway... any thoughts?