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Here’s hopefully the first installment to me writing down some dreams here. I’ve been wanting to get down some of my dreams and throw them online for the heck of it and also been wanting to do more with this site so I figured “eh, why not?” and thus this post was born.

Enjoy it. Or don’t. I’m not your boss.

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——— Wed. 26 March 2025

This dream was from last night. In it “I” was me, but as somebody else totally divorced from the me in waking life (IWL). For simplicity’s sake, I will be referring to her as “I”, except for moments where I may distinct between the two of us.

“Marbles”

— I may have started the dream somewhat before this point, but the first thing I remember was finishing up watching some movie. The movie was some deep mystery show that I don’t remember too much about anymore. I remember it being very black and white and classical, in some way, if that makes any sense.

I’m actually not sure if the movie may have been in black and white or not to be honest. I was watching it late in the evening at the back of a library on an old television. I had watched it on recommendation from the librarian and it had absolutely held me in thrall. I was very excited and satisfied with the movie, though I knew that there were still mysteries hidden within it that I could still solve.

I brought the movie up front to hand back to the librarian, though I was seriously considering checking it out so I could pore over it more and tear into what it may mean. I only had it now because he borrowed it to me. It had just came out and I think the librarian may have been as excited as I was.

Or maybe I was just projecting lol. I suppose it’s important to mention that the me in this dream was a child, unlike IWL. She was rather excitable (which I still kinda am as an adult tbf) and really wanted to look into this more and share her excitement with the librarian — which he was more than happy to mirror. He seemed to be pleased that I had taken so well to the movie.

I was shyly working up the courage to ask to check out the movie, when I realized something awful. I had a library book already checked out. Moreso, checking the calendar it had already been more than three weeks since I had checked it out and I hadn’t even read a page yet!

I actually had a brief moment of dread and confusion, as to me it had only felt like I had checked out that book for a few days, yet a whole three weeks had passed. I let that feeling slip by though and thought about heading back “home” to pick up the book and return it before the library closed. (And hopefully may be able to beg my way out of late fees — I was actually really nervous about breaking the rules there.)

It was at this point that I knew that I was an orphan of sorts and was living under the foster care of some woman in this town, which was a small village off in some woods located directly in the center of the middle of nowhere.

I don’t know if I was implied to have headed back and picked up the book, but some adults flitted through the library, one of which was my foster mother and her friend. I overheard her talking about her talking about me had how she may end up properly adopting me.

That lit a small flame of hope and love in my heart as I silently let them pass.

I ended up talking a bit with the librarian after that and stayed over at the library, where his living quarters were located in back. To me, he was also something of a father figure and he acted as much.

Also he reminded me of an otter. I don’t know why, but I distinctly remember making that conclusion.

I slept over that night.

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Cut to the next morning. I was now watching the dream from a third person perspective. There was some evil man who, out of some twisted glee, ended up firebombing the village, destroying most of it and killing almost everyone.

The librarian, possibly me, and I think someone else like the mayor were the only people to survive. The librarian was furious about this sadistic tragedy and vowed to get his revenge for destroying his life and just about everything he loved.

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And that’s that. I don’t recall anything past that point — hope you enjoyed.