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Another dream sequence brought on by a week sleep deprivation and watching horror movies/anime.
In this mashup I used one of my Guild Wars characters as a reference in this paint off.
In this dream journal sequence, I am dreaming about watching myself dream and being able to
see what myself in the dream was dreaming about.
Interesting enough myself in the dream was having a self narrated monologue or soliloquy,
In this mashup I used one of my Guild Wars characters as a reference in this paint off.
- Photoshop: CS5
- Start to finish: about 4 Hours
- State of mind: Lost within.
- Inspiration: Dreams
- Music Inspiration: The Cross of Antiquan - Two Steps From Hell
- Music link: www.youtube.com/watch?v=idVldK…
In this dream journal sequence, I am dreaming about watching myself dream and being able to
see what myself in the dream was dreaming about.
Interesting enough myself in the dream was having a self narrated monologue or soliloquy,
and then suddenly cuts to dialog with a strange female voice and then starts talking out loud to himself.
The setting is a very murky place, dark with an ever looming sense of destruction. It feels like a a church
or a large hall that has been abandoned for the ages, crumbling and ruined. In the distance you can see
a forest that stretches in all directions around the area.
The setting is a very murky place, dark with an ever looming sense of destruction. It feels like a a church
or a large hall that has been abandoned for the ages, crumbling and ruined. In the distance you can see
a forest that stretches in all directions around the area.
Throughout the dream, myself with in the dream never moves more than a few feet from where it starts.
----Start-----
Tonight
In the shadows I awaken, a new and fresh.
A child of the light brought into the dark.
I waltz between the oaks and willows.
As the moon evades my sight.
Darting in the background she calls.
When I hear her, my mind dances on the edge between…
Between the dream and reality…
Between the heart and soul…
Between the pages of this book...
Between the part of her lips…
Between the sword and my death…
She speaks to me.
Yet, not knows me.
The Siren Of The Sea Calls To Me.
But I can not follow for I will dance no more.
But the flesh is tearing at itself!
Cell by cell!
The fire consumes in a green and violent haze!
“The stone where is the stone!”
“ I must leave where is it?!”
Yet she taunts me in this murky place.
She cries in laughter! “The stone is within you!”
The pain is unimaginable intense beyond words.
The scythe I carry to much for me.
Its craving for blood too strong to control.
Now the stone shall consume me.
I feel it.
The stone…
The darkness radiating from it consuming the light from me.
I can see myself withering.
Flesh...
Rotting.
Decaying.
And all is left is bone.
…
Dry white and strong.
Resilient, to the cold and heat.
No feeling to the pain.
Though the green fire still burns away at the bone.
Fed by the hate of the stone.
Refined by lust of the scythe.
The envoys have called me and made me answer.
Now I shall be returned.
Return to reap the foolish and the wicked.
The mortal will fear me and the undead despise me.
I will walk this earth once more.
Not as a man.
Not as a god…
But one who is cursed.
Cursed and plagued.
Tonight my curse shall walk the lands to find the immoral and corrupted.
There will be no rest or reprieve for them.
Nor will I be laid to rest…
Tonight…
(Quiet muffled sinister laughter)
Blood will rain...
(Quiet muffled sinister laughter)
Blood will rain...
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This is great! Both visual art and poetry! Please consider joining the new club DreamArtbook and submitting your excellent work!
Don't forget to include "(dream)" somewhere in the title! Cheers!
Don't forget to include "(dream)" somewhere in the title! Cheers!