Had this dream several years ago and visually it was visually great. Typed when I was 3/4 asleep and needed something to focus on. Enjoy my brain powered random stories. Forgive typos :)
Huddled together in groups of friends and family, the people were terrified from bombardment that had recently begun. The cities that had been dug out and shaped throughout the mountains of red dirt for many generations, could only handle so much. With each impact parts of white painted ceiling displaying beautiful multi-colored quartz mosaics of great leaders and myths throughout the subterrestrial cities crumbled away, leaving only the red beneath. An elderly man and woman covered in bits of debris, fall to their knees in the center of the room. Looking up at the remnants of the female figure with red gemmed eyes that moments ago was undamaged, and they called out for resolution. The face of the woman fell upon them, and they desperately grabbed at pieces of her face begging for mercy. The old man pushed the red gems to his forehead and repeated to himself, "The Red Eyes of Aesonasi bring peace upon us. A hopeful life brings peace. Peace brings a hopeful life. Bring us harmony within." The old woman, grabbed one of the red gems and did the same.
(The dream moved outside) It was dark. Walls of the red dust were pushing out from the row of mountains lit only visible from the faint blueish tint of reflected moonlight. A buzzing sound like hornets or bees but deeper and low pitched seemed to fill the air, but I could only hear it with no movement besides the dust. To the left of where I was, the there was a dot of green light that grew within a minute or so, and was then overtaken by pink and orange. The sun(s) was/were coming up. I started to see what looked like the floaters in your eyes, like pieces of plastic or glass that float across your eye bending the objects reflected light before it is translated in the brain to produce an image. Whenever I would try to focus on it, I felt dizzy and it my eyes felt strained by it. I gave up, and understood they were the cause of the sound. I sat down(I knew I was dreaming and have control of myself), a purple blue dot started forming. sparks of the same color shot very erradic like firework artillery shell blasts but in a more compact way. A hiss sound hurt my ears a little when I saw it burst forward towards the mountain, not like a lazer, but a mushroom cloud causing the air in front of it to light up exciting the gases in the air, leaving static rings as it's trail until it hit the side of the mountain. Once it hit, it spread dust out like a smoke ring does when hitting an object, and was sucked back down into a vacuum(it seemed) made by the purple blue energy, lit up brighter than it had been, and exploded a large chunk out of the mountain. It freaked me out, but was amazing to see. (I love the things my mind creates =D ) As this was happening, I could see people down in a walk way a ways down from where I was. I blinked, and I was there.
I could touch them and talk to them, but my presence wasn't noticed or they couldn't see me. I was pretty much a walking video camera in a movie(pretend it's not there). They were carrying belongings. Blankets, food, clothing, personal things, one man was carring an animal that resembled that what might be created if a large ferret and camel crossbred and out popped a pygmy pony sized offspring. In a pace just below stampede, the poeple moved towards a specific spot just at the end of a narrow valley that ended in a cliff. As the people pushed through, I blinked and was at the edge of it. I felt like I was too close to the edge and umped forward for safety. Several feet to my right there was a green stone pole sticking out of the ground with etchings in it. I stepped towards it and touched it. It felt...soft, but a weird kind of soft. Like a sponge, but not for water or any other liquid but SOFT(my brain told me) so I figured i'd find out soon what it meant. Several men and women rushed in and dug at the ground in front of the pole, grabbing a buried handle that had to be a four or five feet wide. They all pulled as the other people kept back waiting for something to happen. It slowly moved back with their combined strength, and I watched as the pole started to rise revealing more spongy green with red dust falling away. five more more poles started rising up from the ground in a line across the edge of the cliff, with the widest distance between the poles in the center. The people pulled it back until there was a loud CHONK, turned the handle left in unison to hear another CHONK, and started pulling again. The two poles in the center and the two poles on the outside stayed in place, but the middle poles moved towards the end of the cliff and moved off the side, moved out and down the cliff wall until level with the ground sticking out. One more CHONK, they released the hand and it dropped. It got so very quiet. it was like the air was sucked out of all the lungs of those around...nothing was happening. I walked to the edge to the middle green pole sticking out, and saw it was (Flickering?) at it's base. I touched it, it got a little brighter, I tapped it, lit for a second and went out. I thought (christmas lights lol) I smacked it full force and it lit up fast and bright and my hand felt burned instantly making me jump back. The rest of the poles lit up, the air felt like it was building a static charge. I heard someone behind me in the crowded group say "he did it"(no idea who said that, but didn't care either IT'S A DREAM! someone else would've smacked it eventually lol).The ground began to rock or slide a little so I stumbled back until I was against the rock wall by the other people with my hand under my arm squeezing from pain(I feel pain in dreams...sucks so bad it's not funny >=( ). The ground in the middle of the cliff was sliding forward out off the edge slightly raising as the poles grew brighter in bursts speeding up from dark to bright and back to dark. It started to look like the light of those flying craft's weapon but neon green, sparking out at a smaller distance, enclosed like it had a field blocking it in. The ground just off the edge of the cliff where the ground had risen had a similar glow,, then I heard another hiss sound. I saw something so awesome my face was :-O light was coming out of the front of that risen piece of cliff as a bridge of neon interlacing symbols of light that adjusted and moved specifically to create shapes. Looking like lazer etched glass of neon lime and light green stretching out from the wall of the cliff gaining speed and width. Some were saying thank you to themselves just glad it worked, others were staring waiting, a few saying to send people to tell the others they were going to going to ancestor's home. I looked at them and asked "it's just a bridge of light where d'you think it's gonna do now?". watched the bridge grow out, and heard the buzzing sounds coming nearer as did they, and some started to panic but not go for the bridge. the bridge got to a distance and stopped about 50 meters off the cliff. a dark dot started pulsing with violet light swirling with green light, then blue, then red, back to blue then green, then black with something visible through it...another bridge, but definitely somewhere different. The opening was now a large vertical oval shape big enough to fit 10 or so people into it at the center where the bridge was. they started walking towards it and stopped, worried that it might not be safe to walk on it. I walked over to it talking to them(they could hear me bleh) "it's probably fine, look, see?" I started walking on it, a chsssh chssh chhsh sound with each step making the designs of the lights brighten and outline my feet. The old man and women who had been praying and chanting with the red gems were there, and saw and heard my steps. The old man pointed to them and yelled out "Aesonasi walks this path to shows us the way! She has saved us! We knew she'd show us the way". of course, I was saying, "what the hell? no no no I'm not Aeson-....they can't see me...right...*sigh* well they're religious dreammade nutjobs, they'll see their and claim their gods and saints for anything and everything they want to take credit for just like the real world, bleh." So I just stepped aside and sat on the edge of the cliff and watched them rush across the bridge through the dark oval doorway. the buzzing sound got severely louder. As I heard it seem to fly overhead, one of the poles shot out a ball 9-10 meters above the bridge spreading a wave of green light in all directions. I craft covered in static appeared, brownish orange in color making cranking swishing sounds but not dropping. then another, and another, they were all becoming visible! 4 of them in total. A few were charging their weapons before the green ball exploded and people had started panicking psuhing faster towards the oval exit causing a few to be pushed to the sides and would have fallen off if it weren't for a type of "force field" that only appeared when touching it, sending lines of electric energy out from contact point, like nerves in the brain spread out. the crafts fired their weapons, but were also stopped by a field that started where the ball of light exploded. I saw one of the crafts moving towards the tight spaced valley people were racing down through towards the bridge, knowing they planned to blast out the side of the mountain. some more good luck, the explosion that revealed the crafts also messed with their weapons and seemed to take longer to charge (or they were waiting to charge a BIG burst, idk). Blinked over into the valley instinctually yelling at people to hurry up forgetting they couldn't hear me, hoping maybe the field reached out to where these people and I were...and then...hissssssSSSSS, looked up and behind me, nope...didn't reach that far. I saw an avalanche of dust,dirt, and rock come at me and I didn't blink. The jagged boulders hit me, I felt numb and it was dark, felt like I couldn't breath.
Opened my eyes to see the green light glowing on my computer speakers and took a deep breathe like I hadn't had air for a while. lying down in the dark, I thought about the dream enough that it stuck to memory. the end *bow curtsy flip the big, doubletime the bird flippage, woo woo, DONE*. lol xD ok you can criticize and belittle my lack of writing and story telling skills now. hope you enjoy some of it at least.
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