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They were tiny, numerous and squirmy.
Feb. 26th, 2008 11:04 amUgh.
There was some sort of crow or raven outside my window this morning with a particularly hoarse croak of a caw. This led to an awful dream in which the 2nd Doctor was off dealing with something and I was with Jaime getting pelted by maggots that were being controlled by an alien that was out of sight but sounded like a crow with a cold. It didn't help that I had a cast on, left over from the previous dream where something had happened to my arm - goodness knows what, because it didn't seem to be damaged - and it had been mended in exactly the same way as Shiara's in Talking With Dragons.
Trust me to dream a crossover between Patricia Wrede and Who. Or that I get to play Shiara AND Zoe, two totally different personalities.
Anyway. That was horrible. When I'm awake, I tend to be fascinated with little crawly creatures or at worst wary or disgusted. But when I'm dreaming I can't get away from them. So in the dream I'm just panicking because more and more of these little maggots are falling over my head and shoulders and you KNOW that if they get in your clothes they'll do something nasty like burrow in and take over your brain, since it's a Who dream...
In other words, I woke with a start and didn't want to go back to sleep.
There was some sort of crow or raven outside my window this morning with a particularly hoarse croak of a caw. This led to an awful dream in which the 2nd Doctor was off dealing with something and I was with Jaime getting pelted by maggots that were being controlled by an alien that was out of sight but sounded like a crow with a cold. It didn't help that I had a cast on, left over from the previous dream where something had happened to my arm - goodness knows what, because it didn't seem to be damaged - and it had been mended in exactly the same way as Shiara's in Talking With Dragons.
Trust me to dream a crossover between Patricia Wrede and Who. Or that I get to play Shiara AND Zoe, two totally different personalities.
Anyway. That was horrible. When I'm awake, I tend to be fascinated with little crawly creatures or at worst wary or disgusted. But when I'm dreaming I can't get away from them. So in the dream I'm just panicking because more and more of these little maggots are falling over my head and shoulders and you KNOW that if they get in your clothes they'll do something nasty like burrow in and take over your brain, since it's a Who dream...
In other words, I woke with a start and didn't want to go back to sleep.
