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Well that was intense...

10/13/2018

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I knew it wouldn't be long until Steve Rogers ended up in another dream, and I was right, lol. Though, he didn't have a starring role in this one.

My dream started where I was surrounded by a sandy landscape, and suddenly a vision of a woman, Cleopatra, as she guided warriors and created a thriving civilization. It all fades away, but she's there. she points to the ground and there's an opening in the sand. When I go down, it's an entire bunker. Cleopatra (Who was apparently a goddess in my dream) is gone, but the group I had been traveling with appear. We all realize this was the place the upper class had escaped to at the fall of the country. 

A woman walked from around the corner and nearly screamed when she saw us. She more or less, confirms what we thought, and we're allowed to stay as long as we don't reveal the location. I want to leave to get to Steve, who I had been traveling with previously, but I know I won't be able to come back if I do. Or that they might even kill me. 

Before the entrance closes a few monsters that appeared from the sands (we had been hunting) jumped through, but they died as soon as they came in. The air was so different in the bunker that they couldn't survive. We'd been saved by the goddess. 

Things flash forward to after we'd been accepted (more of less) into the community, but we were to remain in a part of the underground world that wasn't used by the others. We were given jobs. The group and I were walking through an area we needed to clean when it started to rain. Somehow the bunker had it's own entire ecosystem. We started laughing and running to get to our designated area. I stop when I realize that the flowers we were walking by bloomed when we were near and closed after we left. They didn't hear me and kept going. 

I wanted to look more, but when I turned around, there was a man that looked like General Hux from SW. I gasped and stammered out an explanation about being there. He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, but ended up pulling off his military jacket and wrapping it around my shoulders. I was so shocked that he was being nice to me since the others were always so mean, especially when he was known for being so angry. He gets called by another elite person, and then my dream flashes forward again. 

I'm walking with a group of people, but I'm carrying a baby, my baby. She's asleep, and I'm waiting to meet with the general. I look at myself in a mirror while holding this baby and just thinking about how much different I look. That's when I hear the door opening, the entrance to the bunker. I'm so shocked that I rush over and see a group of people running up to get out and set off some sort of fireworks. At the entrance I see Steve. 

I woke up shortly after that. The dream was just so intense and intricate, there's a lot of little details that happened (that I didn't write), and when I woke up I was just like wow. 
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Stucky

10/12/2018

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So, before I get into the nitty gritty of the dream I had earlier in the week, I'm going to preface it with I have so many dreams about Bucky and/or Steve Rogers. I'm not entirely sure why, lol. 

The first dream I've had with Bucky in it, I was being harassed by someone (I wanna say Bruce Banner, though I've no idea why he'd want to be mean to me, lol.) and he found me crouched under a desk after Steve asked him to come check on me. 

Second dream, I was walking through town, and everyone is kind of panicking because soldiers are going around interrogating people and taking some people. Somehow, I know they are coming for me. They've brainwashed Bucky and he's like gonna get me. I'm freaking out. How the hell do you outrun a super soldier? I run into my friend Sam, and she's like, "I'll help you, but I don't know how much good it'll actually do.". After doing a bunch of stuff to try to change up out appearance, we know we need to find Steve, but he's been in hiding for so long, that I'm not sure where to start. I realize Bruce might know where he is so we managed to sneak across town and find the building Bruce was staying in. The doors are locked so we push open the basement windows and sneak in. But, they are there waiting for us. Bucky grabs me and I wake up. 

The third one that I remember, Steve and I were razzing Bucky and treating his life, I have no idea why, but we were. 

Which leads to the one earlier this week. Okay, strap in for a wild ride. 

So, I'm walking around this building and talking to a bunch of people when they let me know he is here. I don't know who he is IRL, but apparently dream-me did. So, I'm trying to get to a place where I can leave before he finds me. I catch a glimpse of him, tall, lanky, stark white hair, and sharp features. 

I think I'm free and waiting for a train when he comes up behind me and grabs my throat to tilt my head back. His red eyes flash, and all of a sudden pain is radiating through me. I close my eyes and try to call out. I get a flash of Bucky, and he yells my name and tries to connect our minds back. 

I try again, and everything blacks out. 

I wake up and jump out of bed. I'm wearing some like Victorian style sleep gown. Some guy is sitting next to me and he's like, "Oh, you're Stucky is waiting for you." so I go running out and at the bottom of the stairs Bucky and Steve are talking to another person. I shout their names and rush down the stairs before jumping into Bucky's arms. That's when I wake up. 

The moral of the story is... I apparently think about Bucky and Steve waaaay too much. Haha. 
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Welcome to my dream journal~

10/12/2018

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I have a lot of crazy, wild dreams, and sometimes I just really want to share them, haha. So, check back often to see what my sleepy brain comes up with!
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