Art + Highlights of My Dream

Hello! <3

Last night, I drew this:

Here's a closeup, so you can see the hair details:

I worked hard on the hair. I like how it looks. 

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I don't remember most of what happened in my dream from this morning, but I'm going to list what I do remember. Haha.. dang it, Cutepups.

Not listing them in order of events. I don't remember that anyways.

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I was sleeping on this big bed that reminded me of an old painting. I was sleeping on my side, which was normal since that's how I sleep.

But then, my dream self got woken up by this voice. But my eyes were still shut because I was even tired in my dreams.

I never heard this voice before. I didn't know who the person whispering to me was. It sounded like a witch. The voice was cryptic. The voice was feminine, low, and hushed. She (dream me assumed the person was a woman in a ragged cloak for some reason..?) only said one word.

So then, I was confused. What the heck are you telling me when I'm trying to sleep, witch lady?

It took my dream self a few minutes to register what she was saying. At that moment, she repeated the word. Dream me was like, "heck..."

(Ok so I swear I really did dream this. I'm not making this up.) 

Apparently, she was saying, "Fierdan", to me.

It took me so long to realize she was saying my character's name because she pronounced it in a way that I don't. 

Maybe I'll pronounce his name how she said it now. I liked how she said it, to be honest. Her voice made his name sound so beautiful. 

I also think it's way easier to say his name in the way she did. It rolls off the tongue. I don't know how, but she did that. 

She pronounced Fierdan as "feer" + "dan" (with it sounding the same as the name Daniel would sound). 

Then I was like, "whoa..." and we confirmed that we were talking/thinking about the same thing. She was, indeed, referring to my Fierdan guy.

Yeah, so that happened.

-x-x-

I moved in to this room in an old castle. I think it was supposed to be my college dorm, but I'm not too sure.

Everything in my room was made of this gray stone. Cracked gray stone. 

Outside my room, there was a winding staircase made of the same stone material.

Some people around my age and a few years older were walking up and down the stairs. They had bookbags flung over their shoulders. I catched a glimpse of their unzipped bags, and there were indeed books in their bags. 

-x-x-

Apparently, there was a small kitchen area downstairs. 

I had a quick breakfast, and then I returned to my weird stone dorm room.

When I opened the stone door, I saw my grandma and grandpa standing in the middle of the room.

And I was like, "what the f*ck..?"

My grandma seemed fine. Safe, healthy. 

That was weird. She hasn't been that way in a while. 

I don't remember their words, but they told me they were here for a haircut. 

Then I told them this is a university.

My grandparents and I left my new room, and then they led me to the basement of the building. 

And there was a cryptic barbershop down there. Huh.. wow.

It scared me. Where we entered from, the place was completely empty. But then my grandpa said the barbershop was on the other side of this giant plank of wood. 

He crossed to the other side. I panicked because I thought the void was going to attack him (??).

He was okay though. He got a haircut. 

My grandma was just standing next to me. Not saying anything. It freaked me out.

-x-x-

And that's all I remember from my dream. It was very weird. 

Yeah, bye. :"D

~ Cutepups