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 jus'...really hope it ain' th' worst it could be, y'know?
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I hope that the vision we saw doesn't happen at all, or that it turns out to be preventable. But if it isn't preventable, I hope that it somehow allows us to keep a cool head, as you say, and gather our resources and our intelligence to mitigate the disaster.
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...Guess uh. ...Here's t' seein' what comes our way, huh?
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Here's to that! [ He raises an imaginary glass. ]