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oooh, creature dreams are the best! Awesome! 8)
While in college I dreamt of what I call the “White Beast”. I was at one of the local club/bars that I used to frequent for the usual night of friends and dancing. Everything was going fine, until suddenly the whole building began to shake. Parts of the roof began falling, and the upstairs balcony had even started to collapse. I remember saying, “What’s going on? Why is everything shaking? There are no earthquakes in Louisiana!” Funny how logic always seems to try to make sense of things in dreams. LOL Everyone started screaming and running to the only exit when a big black portal began opening in the middle of the club. A huge clawed hand emerged, followed by the head and torso of what I could only describe as a demon. Other smaller demons (small human-sized) began emerging from the hole, chasing people, attacking those they caught. It was absolute chaos.
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion, and I was frozen in my spot. My mind couldn’t make sense of what was happening, yet on some level, it seemed familiar to me. I was mostly confused when I should have been afraid. Something in my mind kept telling me not to look, but curiosity got the better of me… and I looked directly into the demons eyes. There was a slight pause, then shock on the demon’s face, as if he recognized me. He roared, and that’s when some of the smaller demons stopped and turned their attention to me. Now I was afraid. There was nowhere to go; I had been singled out, and the exit was blocked by a mass of people in utter chaos.
As they made their way toward me, I heard another roar. This one was different. It was fierce, yet strong and clear. I turned and saw a white beast standing over the dead body of a demon. His fur was immaculate, white and soft as silk (although splattered with demon blood). He was powerfully built. He had the body and thick neck of a bull, the strong legs of a big cat, retractable claws, a thick reptilian-like tail, and a head that resembled a dragon’s with rams horns. He was out-fitted in gold trappings with the occasional little crystal. He snorted and stamped his foot impatiently, and that’s when I remembered everything. Instantly, I was holding long spear with a maroon and gold flag on the end, and my clothes had changed as well (the whole instant dream changy thing). I climbed on his back, and the battle started. Apparently, I had been hidden in this dimension, my memories blocked, until the time came.
This dream was over 10 years ago when I was still in college, but I remember it well. More riders and their mounts had joined the fray. Some of the other beasts were female, with a more slender build and less-curving horns. A few angels had also joined, as well as a huge gold dragon. The building had been destroyed, but once outside the battle continued. I remember glancing over and looking into the shocked face of my best friend and saying, “Sorry, I had no idea either.” before I rejoined the fight.
Ahh, the stress of college life. LOL! 😈
On a side note, I have a story about the beasts that I hope to write one day.
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