|Ozma (boyprincessofoz) wrote in valarnet,|
@ 2019-03-31 17:33:00
|Entry tags:||elsa of arendelle, ozma|
The grass in my dreams has been purple this entire time but now that I’m getting closer to the Emerald City it’s turning green. According to the sign, I saw we’re about nine miles from it so unless something goes wrong we’ll get there about noon. And of course as soon as Tip voices that - something goes wrong. There’s a stream with a ferryman who will take us across if we have money to pay but we don’t have money so no deal.
When I ask how we’re supposed to get across since there’s no bridge and it’s a stream but still pretty deep with a current, the ferryman points out that the sawhorse should float since he’s made of wood and Tip can just ride him across. Jack will probably float too since his body is made of wood and into the water we go. The man was right - they do float. I suggest sawhorse move his legs to get us across faster and when we reach the other side Jack gets back on his back and then the second mistake of the dream happens.
Tip tells the sawhorse to go as fast as he can so we’ll dry and grabs hold of the tail which is just a twig at the opposite end from his head and it breaks off in his hand. And the sawhorse just keeps going until they’re out of sight. Tip sits down for a bit to rest because the road we’re following stops at the Emerald City so if I don’t catch up with them before there I’ll meet up with them there. That’s where I woke up, because of course I can’t ever get more information than that. Hopefully Jack won’t be too stupid before I catch up with them.