Curufin, son of Fëanor (
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Mission Vision -- very early in the morning of Imagination Day 6 [Video]
[ Curufin falls out of his bunk, as usual when waking from a mission vision. CRASH! He hits the floor, his blankets entangled with his legs, his right shoulder striking the floor with a thud. Luckily Elves don't break bones easily, but his shoulder is going to hurt. He scrambles to the ICP. ]
Wouldn't you know it, I've just had another prophetic dream. [ He shakes his head and drags his hand through his disordered black hair. ]
Didn't like the looks of this one, either.
I was in a jungle, and it was pleasant enough. Sun shining down through the branches, forest sounds, nice. But suddenly the light intensified, and something seemed wrong with it. I ran to the next clearing and gazed up at the sky, and what I saw was ominous. The sky had turned a glaring dark red and was getting darker by the moment. And then everything grew still, as though the world had stopped. I did not have time to react to that, or wonder what it meant. Abruptly the ground shook under my feet, and the dust rose, and there was fire everywhere, and I heard screams, screams, and more screams. And then I woke up.
Damn if this doesn't seem to me like another candidate for an aborted mission! What the hell happens to the mission world? Is it self-destructing, or is it attacked by unknown forces? Or is this some simple natural disaster?
[ Still shaking his head. He grabs for his jacket and pulls it on. ]
Did anybody else have this dream? Or any variation of this dream?
Wouldn't you know it, I've just had another prophetic dream. [ He shakes his head and drags his hand through his disordered black hair. ]
Didn't like the looks of this one, either.
I was in a jungle, and it was pleasant enough. Sun shining down through the branches, forest sounds, nice. But suddenly the light intensified, and something seemed wrong with it. I ran to the next clearing and gazed up at the sky, and what I saw was ominous. The sky had turned a glaring dark red and was getting darker by the moment. And then everything grew still, as though the world had stopped. I did not have time to react to that, or wonder what it meant. Abruptly the ground shook under my feet, and the dust rose, and there was fire everywhere, and I heard screams, screams, and more screams. And then I woke up.
Damn if this doesn't seem to me like another candidate for an aborted mission! What the hell happens to the mission world? Is it self-destructing, or is it attacked by unknown forces? Or is this some simple natural disaster?
[ Still shaking his head. He grabs for his jacket and pulls it on. ]
Did anybody else have this dream? Or any variation of this dream?
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I know it was a prophetic dream because I've had them before, in my own world, in other worlds, and on the train. On the train, every time we are about to embark on a mission, I have some sort of dream about it. The dreams always come true.
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[That was amazing. But if they were bad dreams, it also sounded terrible. ]
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[ It did have its terrible aspect. Since the dreams dealt mainly with the negative aspects of the missions, Curufin couldn't tell until he got there what the real situation was going to be. ]
Takato, do you have mysterious dreams too?
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[ A frown. ]
I haven't had any dreams on the train like that.