kingaden | Dream: Second Thoughts (Reply)

I had an interesting dream last night. I was a cute young man with dark hair and eyes (not Aden or Augustine) and was a soldier stationed on a large wooden ship. I looked like an anime character, but I wasn't animated. Nothing in my dream was, yet it took place in that other world (from KKM).

There was the main deck, a few in the middle, and then there was basement/sub-basement. The one deck was for high ranking soldiers. The deck below that one was for those of average rank, and the one below that one was for low ranking soldiers. My rank was average, but I'd proven myself and had advanced quickly and was quickly on my way to becoming a high ranking soldier. In the basement, there was a large, built in swimming pool and a men's locker room - used by all soldiers, regardless of rank, because of space. In the sub-basement, there was a life boat storage/launch area and a cargo hold/prison area.

I was on the main deck, staring out at the ocean, thinking about my life as a soldier and just in general, when I overhead a conversation about some kids. Some soldiers had gone on shore and had gone to a tavern and took the kids captive. I think they might have tried to steal from the soldiers or something, but I'm not sure. I looked to the side and saw Conrad staring at me. He was a prisoner too, but had somehow managed to get permission to roam the ship so long as he promised not to try to leave/escape. In the 3 weeks Conrad had been on board, we'd started talking and became friends. He motioned me over and we stood talking while he mopped the deck. We both agreed on freeing the kids coz it was unlikely they were truly guilty of anything, plus we soldiers didn't have the authority to even take them captive anyway. It just didn't feel right.

Conrad said he'd distract the men so I could sneak into the prison and free the kids, then told me to take a raft/life boat and try to get to Gwendal in GDK so he could send help. I agreed and while Conrad distracted the men, I slipped down to the basement to free the kids. I was careful to avoid being seen and managed to get to the swimming pool, but that's as far as I got. The men had returned from their on-shore training and were coming down to use the pool and to shower.

I quickly ducked into the locker room and hid in one of the showers, but I was quickly discovered. And not by just anyone, but by this really cocky, arrogant blonde haired man (not Wolfram) who had a crush on me and kept trying to get me to sleep with him. He forced me out of hiding and deliberately embarrassed me in front of everyone (I was known for my somehow quiet/shy/timid nature) because I'd refused to go out with him. I opened the back door and walked out onto the patio, which was even with the ground, and onto land and just stood there quietly, thinking.

It got dark quickly and the hill in front of me was covered in snow and ice and the men were playing in it like kids. They were sliding down and throwing snowballs and making snow angles, etc.., and it was then I realized that freeing the kids and leaving wasn't going to be as easy as I had thought, and that if I was ever going to get to GDK, to Gwendal, I was going to have to come up with a plan to get rid of my fellow soldiers.

I laid down on the ground on my back and stared up at the stars and watched the soldiers playing and that's when it occurred to me. I could take them on a "training" mission, secretly cause an avalanche, and take them out without actually hurting them and escape to GDK.

My thoughts were interrupted by meowing and I looked over and saw a couple of cats laying on the ground. They looked cold and tired and one was coughing. I stood up and hurried over to them and realized they were sick. I took off my scarf and wrapped it around one of them, then pulled the other one inside my coat, to keep them warm, then took them both to the vets office in town for treatment. The one was just cold, so they took it to get it warm and fed it, but the one in my coat had a cold and needed medicine to get better. As I helped the vet with the kitty, I realized that for once, what I was doing felt right and it was what I wanted to do. I didn't want to be a soldier or part of an army that went and caused trouble as it pleased. I wanted to help cats and people to be safe.

My dream changed, like it skipped ahead a few years, and I was living in a house with someone who looked like you, but wasn't you, and I had a family with that person and we all worked together to take care of stray and homeless cats. The "army" I'd been a part of still existed and still caused trouble, but unlike before, there were only a handful of soldiers left.

That's when I woke up.