"Willow"

 

Since I've not been having very pleasant dreams lately, I decided to write about one nice dream I have had this year. Ok, so it wasnt recently, but nevertheless it will be a nice change from the gloomy dreams I have been posting.

Sometime in December, i had the most amazing dream, and that's surprising, considering I stayed up late the previous night, watching that awful movie "Silent Hill", which I expected would give me frightmares all night. So what i actually ended up dreaming about was a pleasant surprise.

 My brother and I were in a strange place, which was either supposed to be a village in medieval England, or a fictional magic village like in the movie "Willow", one of my favourite child hood movies which I watched as a child in Bulgaria.

 We had just arrived and were joined by a character who looked a lot like Willow (actually, he was the same actor, Warwick Davis). But he wasn't Willow. He was nice to us and had to take us somewhere in his village, but the people of the village were not as nice and kept on wanting to scare/ torture us. As soon as we stepped into the village they let the pigs out to attack the 3 of us, and other horrible creatures too.

 The story was, the willow look-alike could do magic and was something of an outcast. Later on, he was teaching me magic and we liked each other very much. Then, I had to leave the village and when I got back I went to look for him and found him imprisoned by the evil King who had taken over this village. He was dead because he had broken his leg(or maybe just in a coma), so i decided to help him using the magic he had taught me to bring him back to life. 

I had also made a love spell for some people to fall in love. He came back to life and told me he had waited for me for a long time to return, which really moved me. Then he told me that I couldn't use magic to make people fall in love, as love is supposed to be free and cannot be controlled, not even by magic. He was in love with me, and it was mutual. The dream was coming to an end, but I could tell we were going to be together forever. Then i woke up. Damn.

 This is by far one of the best dreams I've had. Also, i have just realised that Warwick Davis is one of my favourite actors. Thats what my dreams seem to do, they make me realise my wishes and desires, in particular favourite characters and actors, which i wouldnt have acknowledged before.

 It could also be a base for a fanfic. But, I did have a lot of thinking to do, like what his name should be and who he should be. He was a Willow look-alike, so maybe he could be Willow's brother, who was separated from Willow at birth. I couldnt very well make him be Willow, as first of all Willow is happily married with children and i don't believe in stealing people's partners, even if theyre fictional; secondly, no where in my dream is it mentioned that this character is Willow (which is a relief), and finally, Im scared of copyright and to be honest, it is a lot more fun to make up your own character. Its easier for me to do that as I don't like changing an original character as they were made the way they are by their creators, and with a new character i can make them exactly the way i want them to be, i am free to chose.

 

Feb 28, 2009

"15 Hours" aka "Zombie Tourists"

 I was together with my parents and characters from Neighbours and Home and Away, and we were in this strange building, a bit like a shelter. It was a bit like in one of those disaster movies where people all hide out together. 

We were all hiding from zombies, who were going to arrive any minute and we were supposed to fight them off with these long plastic/metal vaults. The problem was we had to wait for something so horrible for a while. Suddenly, this whole groups of zombies appeared (except they didnt even look scary, just like normal people) and my mother and some of the others launched into an attack against them. I was really scared and hoped everything would be ok. Strangely enough, my father said there was nothing to be afraid of and it would be over soon, in "15 hours."

Then i decided i should go out there and try to help, if not take matters into my own hands and eliminate the zombies. When i went outside i found that the shelter had turned into an airport and there was a group of people fighting. 

Fighting was easier said than done because at the bottom there were 2 groups of people and they looked exactly the same, and they were all tourists, so i had no way of telling the people apart from the zombies. I also seemed to have this weird ability to climb walls and stay on the ceiling, like an insect or a lizard!

I thought, this way the zombies wont get me. Unfortunately I could only stay on the wall for a few seconds and then i would drop straight down. The then zombie group suddenly turned around and saw me, and when i had fallen they rushed to me and caught me and were holding me down on the floor and were discussing what to do with me, whether to eat me or poke me with forks 🙁 They were English and American middle aged/old zombie tourists. I was horrified and could almost feel their teeth on me. 

I decided to try and get out of this horrifying scene, or at least change it using my imagination (no other option was available.) So i decided to imagine another scene by closing my eyes tightly and opening them again. It didnt work, i was still in the same place and could hear their horrible voices and feel their teeth/forks on my flesh 🙁 It worked on my 3rd try. It was still the shelter scene, except this time it was before I had decided to rush out, almost like I had rewound a film. I decided to run away and ran into something which turned out to be a dead end. then I saw a man coming towards me-a zombie, and I had no chance of escaping. This scene wasnt much better but at least there was only one of them.

Then somehow I woke up (in my dream, not in real life) and was glad it had all been a dream. I wanted to tell my bro about it, and funnily enough he didnt seem interested at all. He was more interested in playing with this model airplane he had gotten a few months ago. As soon as i saw it, i knew who it was from: the zombies o_0 IT HADNT BEEN A DREAM. Then I told him it was his fault the zombies were back, because when he had gotten the model plane he had written to thank them and ask where they had got it from, which had somehow made them come back to haunt us