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I am SUCH a follower....Well, I had fun writing it.


Act 1.1

Okay, blink, look around, reset.

I stared at my surroundings in surprise. I was, apparently, in a field. That’s right, a field. As in countryside. Considering I live right outside of a state capital, this was an understandably surprising sight. Okay, well technically there was a field behind my house, but it was rather small and fenced in by houses, street, railroad and a factory.

So, I was apparently stranded in the middle of a field when I should have been…what was I doing before I got here? I can’t remember. Which, probably meant this was a dream. What else would have caused me to suddenly appear in a completely unfamiliar place without any memory of how I had gotten there?

Well, I thought, maybe I had been transported to some alternate dimension, possibly one in which my favorite characters lived.

Uh huh. Suuuure.

To bad, it would have gotten me out of having to go to Number Theory.

At least my dream had provided a beautiful setting. The entire landscape was bright and colorful, far more than anything I had ever seen in real life. I was dressed comfortably too, in my jeans and sneakers. I pulled off my sweatshirt and tied it about my waist. My t-shirt was enough in the sunny weather.

Now, the question was what to do. Usually, if I realize I’m dreaming I wake up right away. Since that hadn’t happened, I would undoubtedly have to do something until I did. So, options. I guess I could just stay here, but that seemed rather stupid. As Cara had said in The Unicorn Chronicles, staying in one place when you’re lost only makes sense if have someone looking for you. Which probably wasn’t the case here. Thinking of Cara reminded me of what she had done when lost. She had headed towards the sound of water. I guess that was the best solution for now. Look for either a river or a road. Hopefully someone would be around.

So, I scientifically decided on the way to go.

I spun around in circles mentally counting. Upon reaching ten I stopped and headed in that direction.

Okay, not exactly scientific, but, hey, I had no idea where I was. I didn’t have any idea of reference after all.

So I headed off. After a bit the silence began to get to me. I constantly have music on at home. In fact, the one time I had been away from home for a weekend, my parents had commented how quiet it had been. I began to sing the first song in my head, which was, ironically enough, “Walking Man’s Road” from the Last Unicorn soundtrack.

“Horizon rising up to meet the purple dawn
Dust demon screaming, bring an eagle to lead me on
For in my heart I carry such a heavy load
Here I am on Man's road, walking Man's road, walking Man's road

I'm hungry, weary, but I cannot lay me down
The rain comes, dreary, but there's no shelter I have found
It will be a long time till I find my abode
Here I am on Man's road, walking Man's road.”

From there I switched to bits of other songs from the soundtrack. Then onto some of my other favorites, such as the songs from Lord of the Rings and Jewel. Eventually I started playing with some of my own lyrics I wanted to eventually write up. My mother was the music creator in the family, I tended to keep more to fiction, but it was fun anyway. Besides, Faulty_Wish gave me song bunnies.

Nearly an hour after setting out, I climbed a rather tall hill. To my joy, a road lay on the other side. I grinned. Though not the asphalt that I usually saw, the road was in good condition and obviously often used. In fact, I thought I could hear footsteps now.

So, I started down the hill. Only to feel a weight on my right shoe. I promptly tripped, and went rolling down the hill in a very ungraceful fashion. Mind, I’m no dancer, but usually I’m better than that. I landed on the road with a hard thud.

That was going to leave a bruise, I thought as I lifted my head from the road and readjusted my glasses. At least they hadn’t broken, that would have been a really big problem. A tiny voice in the back of my head reminded me that one usually didn’t feel pain in dreams. I promptly told it to shut up.

“Are you alright Miss?”

“I’m fine,” I stood and dusted the dirt off my jeans. I looked up to see who had come up the road.

And froze.

Oh why, of all people, did I have to meet him?!?

Date: 2005-04-22 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acdragonmaster.livejournal.com
*snickers* The way you wrote this reminds me of both the Slayers novels and the style I seem to be using in my fic.

And hey, *I* feel pain in dreams....

>_>

<_<

.....okay, well maybe I'm just weird. But, I know I do feel the sensation of pain in dreams. *nods*

You are evil with teh cliffhanger. ;p

Date: 2005-04-22 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
Well, I was using third person until I read the Slayers novels, so that's not impossible. In fact, I'm pretty sure that's why I switched POVs. I usually can't do 1st person at all.

I'm lucky if I remember even parts of my dreams, so for me to feel pain would be a little unusual. The one I remember the most was the one where the anime characters told me to buy my stero system.

I haven't used my evilness lately, so I figured I better.

Um...this is going to get angst BTW.

Date: 2005-04-22 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acdragonmaster.livejournal.com
Hehehe, makes sense, though. ^_^

I remember most my dreams when I first wake up, but I have so many that unless there's something particularly unique or interesting I don't make the effort to remember beyond that.

Hmm... like, what kind/level of "angst"? People tend to define "angst" differently and stuff...

Date: 2005-04-22 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
Um, one minor character death, and a lot of ranting from me about my inability to do anything.

Date: 2005-04-22 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acdragonmaster.livejournal.com
Hm... methinks I'll just have to see. ;p

Date: 2005-04-22 09:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skyler-daemon.livejournal.com
^^ We are all sheep in some fashion. *Looks to make certain Aru isn't around* I got dragged into doing one with Aru. ^^;

Date: 2005-04-22 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
*chuckles* Will enjoy reading it.

Date: 2005-04-22 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgottenlover.livejournal.com
::giggle:: YAY, now who the hell did you almost land on?

Date: 2005-04-22 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skyler-daemon.livejournal.com
Aru! Your drabble is done. ^^ Tell me if it passes your approval.

Date: 2005-04-22 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zalia.livejournal.com
:D So cool! Can't wait for more if this ^^ Its fun!

And I feel pain in dreams! Getting stabbed with Lust's claws repeatedly is not fun!!

Date: 2005-04-22 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
Okay, maybe I'm the only one who doesn't....

Date: 2005-04-22 10:54 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lanerose
::snuggles:: Awesome. You almost make me want to jump on the bandwagon. XDD

::pokes:: More?

Date: 2005-04-22 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
By all means do jump on. I wanna see you!

Eventually.

Date: 2005-04-24 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kytyngurl2.livejournal.com
*laughs* You, my friend, are insane. Or at least your Self-Insert is. :D

Looking forward to more! :3

Date: 2005-04-24 07:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
*tilts head to side* And what exactly gave you that impression?

Date: 2005-04-24 07:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kytyngurl2.livejournal.com
*makes a very very long list and hands it to you*

Date: 2005-04-24 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bard-linn.livejournal.com
I meant in specific....

and to think this is a pretty sane chapter considering whats comming up...

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