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Old 07-26-2021, 11:46 PM   #54 (permalink)
Chelliephone

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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Vera Brinley Thanatos
Gryffindor
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Mandrake Beery
Slytherin
Third Year
Default Divination LTA dream 1
Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein

Being 0outdoors helped calm Evan and that had remained a constant throughout the term. So when it occurred to him he needed to try working on his dream journal, the Treehouse seemed a natural place to go. He searched for a spot that was more secluded than the others, grabbing a couple of pillows and blankets and making himself a small secluded fort.

He knew he'd need the help from the light sleeping potions, so he'd grabbed a few of those and took one out from his bag once he was comfortable and fairly certain he was alone. It took a minute for the courage to drink the potion, but he was eventually able to do so, throwing it back before laying himself down amongst the pillows and closing his eyes.

One, Two, Three, Four...

He didn't even get to counting to five before he was asleep and he found himself on a mountain top. It was cold, it was tall and surrounding by clouds, so much so he couldn't see anything of what the bottom might look like. There was a fresh blanket of snow around him and he could feel in his bones another was about to layer atop it. And all he had in the clothes was a short sleeve shirt and a pair of his favorite gym shorts he usually reserved for a run or dance practice.

His teeth began to chatter, and he spun in a tight circle on the tip of the mountain, hoping to find anything that looked different. But there was nothing. It was just him and so much ... nothing. He was alone, and that thought made his teeth chatter even harder as his arms wrapped tightly around himself.

And then there was a gust of wind.

So strong, it knocked him off his balance, and suddenly he was tumbling down the side before a rock launched him into the air and began a long freefall. His throat ached as a scream wrenched out of him. And then... he was awake.

And fairly positive the yelling part had actually happened. He quickly grabbed his journal, hunkering further into the pillows out of embarrassment, hurriedly jotting down the whole thing into his journal so he could more effectively hide out until everyone was gone and he could escape back to the comfort of his dorm.
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