_alicedear (_alicedear) wrote in valarnet, @ 2019-08-18 20:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | alice liddell, anthony j. crowley |
I think I’m starting to pick up on a trend in my Dreams - they’re always picking up right where the previous one left off so I need to stop driving myself nuts wondering what is going to happen next. Because it’ll come when it comes. And I think I’m just going to have to accept that dreamAlice makes horrible decisions when it comes to food and drink in that weird hallway. Even after that drink that shrunk her down to ten inches she still picked up the cake from the glass box that just magically appeared under the glass table with currants on top to spell out ‘Eat me’ rationalizing that if it makes her taller she can grab the key and if it makes her even smaller than she can crawl under the door. One way or another she’ll get into that garden. Sound enough logic there I guess. Except that the cake doesn’t do anything. Or at least it hadn’t before my alarm went off and I woke up. To find a glass box on the nightstand with a cake inside it with those words on it.
I guess I’ll find out the next dream what it’ll do and if it makes me grow...then I could try the drink that showed up and see if it works and I’ll have something to reverse it so no harm right?