I can't get the look on his face out of my head.
It was a dream a few weeks ago, but this boy I saw is still hanging around.
Setting: in my dreams. More specifically, in a Chinese restaurant, a Halloween store, and a toy shop/ blimp dock.
Characters: a Russian socialist revolutionary, based in looks on the lead singer from Unique Chique and also Ken, the older brother of a friend of mine; some sort of evil mastermind bent on killing our young revolutionary; Nana, my maternal grandmother; our young revolutionary's body double; Anastasia, that's me; and assorted relatives.
At a Chinese restaurant in my dreams, I ate dinner with my Nana and assorted other relatives. Being the bored person that I am, I looked around the room and noticed a slightly young man with stringy blonde hair and a big jacket in the corner. He was enjoying his soup immensely and I realized that he was a socialist revolutionary from Russia, hiding from the man trying to kill him.
My family left, and I walked up to him and began to talk to him. We walked outside, only to run into the evil mastermind bent on the destruction of our young revolutionary. I screamed and tried to shield the young man from the beam of this guy's death-ray (it turned you into ash), but somehow he managed to hit him anyways. In a fit of anguish over the death of this boy who was going to change the world, I grabbed the death-ray out of the evil mastermind's hands and shot him. As he disintegrated, my new found friend the revolutionary appeared from behind a bush and explained that only his body double had been killed. Needless to say, I was relieved.
The rest of the dream consisted of he (this Russian socialist revolutionary) and I dodging the henchman of the now dead evil man out to kill him. We hid in costume shops and toy stores, until in the blimp hangar of the toy store the evil man we presumed was dead appeared and tried to kill our young revolutionary again.
He succeeded.
I woke up, teary eyed and afraid to face a world where villains come back from the dead to kill our heroes.
Setting: in my dreams. More specifically, in a Chinese restaurant, a Halloween store, and a toy shop/ blimp dock.
Characters: a Russian socialist revolutionary, based in looks on the lead singer from Unique Chique and also Ken, the older brother of a friend of mine; some sort of evil mastermind bent on killing our young revolutionary; Nana, my maternal grandmother; our young revolutionary's body double; Anastasia, that's me; and assorted relatives.
At a Chinese restaurant in my dreams, I ate dinner with my Nana and assorted other relatives. Being the bored person that I am, I looked around the room and noticed a slightly young man with stringy blonde hair and a big jacket in the corner. He was enjoying his soup immensely and I realized that he was a socialist revolutionary from Russia, hiding from the man trying to kill him.
My family left, and I walked up to him and began to talk to him. We walked outside, only to run into the evil mastermind bent on the destruction of our young revolutionary. I screamed and tried to shield the young man from the beam of this guy's death-ray (it turned you into ash), but somehow he managed to hit him anyways. In a fit of anguish over the death of this boy who was going to change the world, I grabbed the death-ray out of the evil mastermind's hands and shot him. As he disintegrated, my new found friend the revolutionary appeared from behind a bush and explained that only his body double had been killed. Needless to say, I was relieved.
The rest of the dream consisted of he (this Russian socialist revolutionary) and I dodging the henchman of the now dead evil man out to kill him. We hid in costume shops and toy stores, until in the blimp hangar of the toy store the evil man we presumed was dead appeared and tried to kill our young revolutionary again.
He succeeded.
I woke up, teary eyed and afraid to face a world where villains come back from the dead to kill our heroes.
posted by Anastasia at 12:27 PM
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