I landed in a dark passageway. Water drip from old rotten timbers and gently flowed over my feet pulling me in the direction I’m headed. So far I heard nothing but the splashing footsteps I take and the creaking of the timber overhead. Seeing a faint light ahead, I slowly started down the passageway. The air started getting surprisingly cleaner with every step I take. Then some glowing crystals started to appear at random intervals in the rock face as the tunnel made a gradual change from manmade mine to natural cave. Suddenly the passageway opened up into a huge cavern that’s lit by tons of glowing crystals around the space making such a beautiful sight to behold. The most surprising thing of all is the enormous tree sitting slightly off to one side but still in the center of the room made completely out of Crystal.
The tree glowed with its own rainbow colored light. There were symbols on the trunk depicting son the moon pink and light blue heart and a magenta starburst before branching off with other symbols on the branches. I felt completely at peace as I carefully made my way to the crystal clear pool of water as smooth as glass at the base of the tree. As I near the pool images started forming on the reflective surface. Fuzzy at first the images depicted peaceful land of pastel colored ponies playing in going about their business without a care in the world. Then the image change to one of conflict and oppression. Looking away I saw crystals card this from the trait change color from bright beautiful shades to ugly darkness.
I began to panic and ran towards way I enter but the passage had vanished. So I ran to another passage way on the opposite side of the cave. This tunnel led back into the mine as well. While looking over my shoulder after sensing something evil following me, t trip on some lose boards that had me tumbling into a mine cart causing the cart to start rolling down the tracks. The cart steadily picked up speed as it went before I got my head up. It was very much like an out of control rollercoaster ride as the cart went around bends at speeds that threaten to tip the cart off the tracks.
I try the brake which broke from the force. Cursing, I looked for anything that could stop this crazy ride. That’s when I saw the track end in a pile of rubble 150 meters away. Well, what a stupid way to die, a pile of broken bones and twisted metal half buried in a pile of rubble in an abandon mine shaft. Quickly I brace for impact and squeeze my eyes shut. The impact never came. So I carefully open my eyes and saw the cart had stop just feet from the rubble but that’s not the only thing to have stop. Time itself seems to have stopped for there are no less than five rocks floating above and around me as well as water that seems frozen but is not ice dripping from the ceiling and walls. Why am I not dead? I ask aloud. What’s going on here?
Well, to answer both of your questions, you’re dreaming. Said a female voice. The scene change to that of a starry night over looking a small town. I recognize it as the view of spirit creek from my home, so turning around I saw my workshop and house with the surrounding gardens, windmills and forest. But I also saw a midnight blue alicorn with a black field with a crescent moon on her flank and a flowing mane and tail that look like it’s made of the night sky. She, I don’t how I know that, wore a silver crown, a silver necklace that has a crescent moon the same as the mark on flank, and what amounts to 4 silver shoes. “So this is your home?” came from the alicorn.
“Okay. Now I know I’m dreaming. Who are you?”
“Oh how rude of me. I am Princess Luna, Princess of the night and keeper of dreams.” Said the alicorn. “Surely you know who I am?”
“No, but did you say Luna?”
“So you have heard me?”
“No, that’s the name of the moon.” I yelled while pointing at the moon. Take a deep breath, I kneel before Luna and said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Even if your apart of my imagination.”
“I’m not a construct of your mine, merely a visitor.”
I was just about to ask what she meant when a loud beeping sound pierce the calm scene causing everything fade out. Before I knew it, the sun shone through my window blinding me. My alarms blaring at me through my sleep induce stupor and a mountain of notes from late night studies. Groggily I press the off button on the clock and search for my journal which just so happen to fallen under the bed. Something about that strikes me as odd for a few reasons and I wanted rite both the dream and my thoughts down for a second opinion. Luckily for me it’s Sunday, meaning I got church to attend where could find Pastor Mom for help. Turning to the last few pages in the journal I realize that I’ll need a new one this week, well that something I’ll add to the TO-DO list.
My first thought on last night’s dream was how strangely vivid and detail it was. Most of my dreams I don’t remember the small details, but this time I remember even the tiniest detail. After writing down every little detail of the dream, I was down to my last page of clean paper just for my thoughts. Good thing I had a blank mined at that moment because of two reasons. First, I can’t really think before my morning glass of chocolate milk and shower. The second reason is that after I wrote down the details I forgot them as if the very dream they’re about was only staying in my mind until I wrote it down on paper.