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We're two weeks into Jan... Why the fuck do people still have Christmas trees and lights up?

Ya know... Just when I thought my dreams were finally done... No, I get a new one. Least it's just one... And it seems my dreams wanted to remind me of my fucking attack, thanks for that by the way. So picking up with me in the hospital I woke up to go shower, and suddenly my hair starts falling out and when I look to the drain it's covered in water and hair and when I reach down, a fucking hand reaches out to grab me. Obviously, I scream and apparently I took off for two days.

When Stiles and the Sheriff found me, I was walking dazed and confused int he woods... Naked mind you. Went back to school that following day just to have all the school hear about what happened to me and stare at me. It's okay, I walked in like a boss, head held high and went about my merry way.

Still, that just means that I woke up in the actual fucking woods with my throat hurting from screaming I guess.

Okay, does anyone else Dream of like, a historical time period or mythology or something and then something happens in the Dream and you're just like 'Wait, that's not right, that's not how it goes?' Because I just had one of those moments in my Dreams.

I know for a fact that Freya, Norse goddess of love, sex and so forth, was NEVER married to Odin. And yet I'm definitely Odin's wife as part of the peace deal to end the Aesir-Vanir War. Of course, my people now think I'm a traitor so I've basically been banished from ever returning to Vanaheim. I mean, it could be worse, I could be a prisoner, though being married to my enemy isn't ideal either.

Ya know, just because you're cute doesn't mean you can keep taking advantage of me... With that said...

Cora come pick up your car, it's all tuned and ready to go.

The plot thickens. I freed a Dashade, a powerful being immune to the force, and turned him to my side. This provided me some of the backing I needed to defeat the other acolytes.

Lord Zash took me on as her apprentice, gave me her old lightsaber, and tasked me with recovering ancient Sith artifacts of varying power and purposes.

My first mission took me to the capitol of the Empire, Dromund Kaas. I recovered the relic, freed some slaves, and discovered the most curious of cults. A group dedicated to studying a long dead person who was both Sith and Jedi. Light and Dark. A Jedi Master and Dark Lord who found some kind of balance between the two.

Revan is interesting, and in my dreams I claimed their mask for my own research.

These dreams are so intriguing. And alluring.

I found that lightsaber this morning, along with the slave collar I'd worn until I'd become an acolyte. I destroyed the latter.