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    Quote Originally Posted by Aster View Post
    maybe it’s both
    Both are something that you can control.

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    Dreamed I went to a place I already know but don’t visit anymore. I was wearing a traditional dress. Maybe there was an event I would attend to, but then my dream self was so casual about things and wasn’t thinking about time at all. I asked how to get to a certain building. Weirdly someone told me to go for a ride and gave me a burner phone. I went for a ride, but the ride was not a car but a weird old open carriage with wheels. It was just smol that I felt like I just sat on a big skateboard. It was really fun though, could really feel the air and the ride was a bit long enough to enjoy it. After that I went inside the hall, saw an ILE I know irl but I immediately thought to myself “ohh naurrr I hate ppl” so I continued walking and hoped he didn’t notice me. But he did, followed me and at that point I would have to acknowledge his presence. He asked if I have a burner phone and if he can use it. He also was weirdly bald and kinda sadder in my dream. Was he sad bec he has no burner phone? I was about to say “this is so not you” but then I thought it wasn’t time to comment on random things like “omg where’s your hair?” and I don’t even want to even interact that time. We were talking, but suddenly someone interrupted us and was also trying to get my attention- so I said, well who should I entertain first between the two of you?? I figured ILE might say something long, so I chose this slightly taller stranger girl. (Thought it’s important that ILE was on my left and this girl was on my right.) She asked if I have a burner phone and if I can let her borrow it. What’s up with my burner phone??? But anyway I think I said no since I was inclined to give it to the ILE, but then I woke up while I was about to do that.

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    Given the recent bad weather in the area I had a dream I thought I was in the eye of the tornado and “safe” as long as I followed it but actually wasn’t and got taken by the tornado, which was almost thrilling

    someone else in the eye tried to stop me from being taken but couldn’t
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    *eye of hurricane maybe

    apparently what I said is not a thing

    not that dreams make sense
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    I dreamed of an alternate life with someone I know. He is a ruler and I guess I’m something of that sort too. I’m basically from an enemy country and he plotted us to be married. My guess is it was something political but idk exactly why, my dream self was just overthinking while he seemed sure and happy he “figured it out”. I got scared by the end because I was being told I have to act the part, that I should get to the boat with soldiers prepared to die and the plan is that we will be ambushed.

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    NSFW:

    I was an enchanted wooden, lifesized female doll who used magic to disguise myself as a human. I worked and lived in a city that seemed medieval both in technology and culture. I was sociable at my work, which was something like a bakery, but kept to myself otherwise and lived alone. As a doll, I didn't have emotions, but faking them came naturally to me. Eventually an accident caused a brief slip in my disguise. I thought maybe it wasn't noticed, but I was pressured by an acquaintance to attend a slave auction, where I was apprehended, stripped, my disguise removed, and put up for auction myself. Nonhuman intelligences in this world were feared and hated, and required to be either enslaved or destroyed. People who had known and been friendly to me formerly now jeered at me. Some rich man bought me and the human women I was displayed with, as sex slaves. We were bound in a way that seemed more related to his desire to see us so than to prevent escape, and began a long journey to his city of origin. He inserted a crude dildo, plugged at the end, in what passed for my vagina and instructed me to keep it there as we walked, which wasn't difficult given that it wasn't lubricated. He was experienced with women, and seemed to expect that I would be aroused by him or my situation. Of course I wasn't, and I wasn't able to pretend to be, only managing formal and detached politeness and obedience. On our stops he groped, fondled, and teased the other women; he mostly ignored me, except to try teasing me the same way. I understood that I wasn't able to respond in the way he desired, and wondered why he had bought me, given that he knew I was made of wood, felt nothing, and likely wasn't pleasant to fuck; I thought his dick might get splinters if he tried to penetrate me. I thought that once he realized this completely, he would destroy me. I had no real thoughts of escaping. I had tried to live my life independently, but without feelings, it hadn't meant anything to myself, and it obviously hadn't meant anything to others in my life, so I didn't see a reason to avoid what was coming. What I was doing now seemed the same as what I had done before: pointless effort and pointless acting that would be unappreciated and result in my destruction all the same. I sometimes compared the women's situation to mine. They were upset about their fates, but were somewhat aroused and would try to make the best of their circumstances, which would entail denying their past suffering and any hope for a different life. Was that the same pointlessness I faced, or was it better if they could come to be satisfied eventually?

    Starting to think too much, I woke up.

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