Sunday, August 15, 2010
Dream on 8/14/10
Melisandre is the name I remember most vividly. She was either our blood witch, or the enemies. She would slit her wrist, put a drop of blood on some parchment, and the blood would stretch across to form a line. She could write any name in the blood and that person would die. We were in the King's room. He looked like the guy from Dragon Age, but with long hair. I was just there (maybe a knight or guard or something). Our blood witch fought the enemy blood witch and ours died, and incapacitated the enemies (or so we thought). While preparing for battle in the King's room though. Blood started pooling on Melisandre's (I'm pretty sure she was on our team) books. the King said, "With Melisandre gone, I hate to think what foul creature is doing this..." and all I could see in my head was the enemy's blood witch coming for us.
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