The account you will find below is a fictitious journal of an unknown person. He refers to himself as “I”, and talks about a dream. How could I simply brush off such an adventure while I was desperately bored with life? And how “fun” is life supposed to be, anyway? Well, I guess terminal boredom…
Tag: dream
A dream among others
So a while ago I have had a proper, nice dream that is actually meaningful. Here it is: The Spartan army –spears and shields, camped up to rest a little bit during a campaign. And I, a captive girl in their retinue. I decide to escape, running for my freedom and acting quickly. I make…