the ultimate sacrifice
I had the most amazing dream.
The dream took place in a church? Perhaps a private school, because I remember there were classes/classrooms. Things were pretty normal. I was mixed up in some school drama and there was a choir and people from Glee(?). It most likely was a school of the arts.
The dream started, I believe, with me visiting my younger cousin who is going to marry this year. She and I used to be close a long time ago, but had a bit of a falling out. Now we still talk, and stuff, but it's not the same. We just grew apart. Anyway, she and I were sitting in this pretty garden at a little white metal table. And she was telling me that she would be moving away to another country. I think Taiwan? I don't remember. I remember being worried because of the Japan crisis. Who knows.
I also know I was home for a while, and sorting out my stuffed animals. For some reason, I had the three monkeys (pansage, panpour, pansear), and I remember them needing to be kept together. Mom and I were rearranging my room since I would be leaving and attending this school for a while. This, plus the combination of hearing my cousin was leaving, made for the start of a very sad, realistic dream. (The bit about my cousin and my relationship is true, and she is getting married, but I don't think she'll be moving, at least not out of state. And, obviously, I am not going to be attending a private school and living in the dorms)
So I get to the school. Like I said, things are normal. Classes are normal. The people are normal. The teachers are normal. Normal, normal, normal. And then, one day, in one of my classes, we students were given a wig and told to soak it in what looked like mango bits or wet cheese. And I remember doing this and worrying that I would not have enough juice to soak my long long long black wig in. This went on for a while until i put my hand over the wig and it started to float. If I moved my hand, it would follow it, hovering off the ground. And I was like wtf is this. A teacher (who was like some beautiful anime Asian woman) told me that human hair had life essence and that was what caused it to move, but it needed help (the weird mixture). The whole school ran on life essence. To which my reply was "wait that was real human hair?" (priorities. i have them)
After that lesson, the teachers began to expand on life essence and the magic behind it. But the students and I were more excited about the school musical. That was the big news, what was on everyone's mind. To hell with the life essence stuff. The auditorium was already being decorated beautifully, with multi-tiered buildings and... Statues? Very large statues of some god, or goddess, one standing on each side of the stage. I don't think I thought it strange at the time, because I was thinking it was part of the play.
I'm not even sure what the play we were practicing for was (I suspect it was Phantom of the Opera, but I'll explain why, later. Even then, I'm not positive. The dream didn't go into that detail). And I'm not sure when I became England. One day things went terribly wrong. I don't remember how, I just recall that this was where the dream started becoming incredibly stressful. I was standing on one of the buildings on set and there was a small earthquake. The stage began to crumble around me, and people in the auditorium were telling me to get out. I remember going one way and being trapped, but I was eventually able to get out and join the rest of the students in the auditorium.
The school became like a ghost town, with only a handful of students (or maybe there was only a handful to begin with) and the classrooms bare. The electricity went out in most parts of the school, and sometimes we needed to use candles and flashlights. The teachers, who now looked like old professors/sages, began to prepare us for some kind of life essence ceremony. I/England was reluctant to participate, but that was alright. The teachers had jobs for everyone. I was given one of the more menial tasks for helping the ceremony along. This task was to collect Pokémon in a stream/river. They were... like, little plastic figures, but I suppose they were supposed to represent real Pokémon, or be real Pokémon. I don't know. They would be sent down the river in swarms. My group was told to gather as many Pokémon as we could because they would be used for the ceremony. One of each Pokémon was needed, but we wouldn't know which ones those were so we had to grab all the extras and would sort through them later. I remember grabbing a handful of little solosis from the river and looking over them all.
Though the inside of the school was really dark and dead, the courtyard outside was green and majestic. There were small streams and fountains and gazebos. In the center of the courtyard was some covered platform/stage where the ceremony would take place. But I did not know that, yet, nor did I know what the ceremony entailed. No one did, except for the teachers. There was another scene here, involving clay birds exploding and crumbling to dust. But I don't remember it at all. I'm sure it was something to show how the school was deteriorating.
All the while, Prussia (who was probably a friend) was training in some other group. I/England began to see him less and less. This worried me, but the whole situation worried me. I am a coward by nature, and all I wanted to do was get the fuck out of this school and go home. Save my own skin, you know? There were other people/characters that felt the same way, of course. But there were also people who wanted to know what was going to happen. Curiosity killed the cat. Something was holding me back from running away. It was probably the fear of being caught, and what would happen to me. But it was also probably because I wouldn't go without Prussia.
In any case, the life essence ceremony grew nearer. I began to get more nervous. There was a part in here that didn't make sense, but it featured Japan and a slot machine type game. I don't even remember. I think it was more to show that this school was very Asian, with images of Buddha of other Asian gods on the machine, and that the whole life essence ideal was Asian. This may seem weird to point out, but I am a Christian, so the fact that I was realizing that I was being forced into some other religion and had no idea what it was about terrified me.
There came a final day when a small group was hanging around in the auditorium inside. There was, I think, just one light, a spotlight that left a small bit of light in the room. The collapsed stage was behind us. I was singing a duet with another guy (I was singing the high girl's part, so it was probably me and not England but). The song was All I Ask of You from Phantom of the Opera, which is why I think this was the musical we were planning to do before the school died. Perhaps we knew our final hours were upon us, and we were just doing the things we loved to do.
I then remember standing there, in that spotlight after the piano died down, and I/England thought of Prussia. It was a sudden, desperate feeling, that I wanted to see him. I began to ask the other characters around me if they had seen him. Didn't get many answers, so I left the auditorium. I wanted him to hear me sing.
It wasn't until I was up in the green room and looking in a mirror that I began to realize what had happened to Prussia. I'm not sure how I knew, but I had this overwhelming feeling of dread. I had to find him. And then Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club came up behind him. He had his pretty smile and sad eyes (h-he must have been the France to my England idek).
"Go to your partner," he said.
Ad so I/England raced out of the room, down the stairs, and through the whole damn school to look for Prussia. I discovered him and two other students dressed in ceremonial robes and getting ready for something. I tried to talk to them, but they didn't register my voice. They had either been drugged or hypnotized. And now, they were involuntarily going to give up their life essence to the school. And that meant they would die.
I didn't have time to think. Immediately, I jumped in behind the others as they began to take a large pink ticket that was issued to them from that slot machine from earlier. Each ticket had something written on it in black letters, but I couldn't read the others. Though I was very aware of what was going on around me, and I remember my ticket said 'Team Awesome' on it... The four of us were led outside, even though I was still dressed in normal clothes (or England was dressed in his uniform) and the others were in the fancy clothes. We were taken to the courtyard by, I think, robot attendants, who just thought that I was supposed to be part of the ceremony, too. Prussia still was not listening to me.
Once we got to the stage, I saw the old men sages watching. The other three students began to dance fluidly, twirling wildly. I just hung back and watched them, scared out of my mind. But no one bothered me. I think the sages knew I had come here voluntarily, for my friend. They also knew there was nothing I could do now. I was stuck.
At last, we were sent to sit in chairs in front of a screen. Prussia and the other students slid their tickets into the machine, and I followed. I knew this was it. I was going to die anyway, here, so it might as well have been sooner rather than later. I reached over to take Prussia's hand but, of course, he didn't feel it. He was already gone, as were the other students. Some weird helmets attached to the chairs flipped around and came down over our heads, covering our eyes. And I could see another screen there. These were my last moments. The machine began erasing my memories and sucking them up, my life essence. But England still retained his love for Prussia right until the very end, even though Prussia would never get to experience, nor understand it.
Slowly, my mind faded until all I could see was white. And that is when I woke up.
Immediately after waking, I wearily yanked myself out of bed and proceeded to write everything down (in my frantic rush I even gave myself a paper-cut. ow). This was such a cool and interesting dream, even though it was stressful. It relates to my life a lot. I don't know if I made the right choice in the end, but it still made for a beautiful story.
...I GUESS I MUST LOVE PRUSSIA, OR SOMETHING. Derp.
The dream took place in a church? Perhaps a private school, because I remember there were classes/classrooms. Things were pretty normal. I was mixed up in some school drama and there was a choir and people from Glee(?). It most likely was a school of the arts.
The dream started, I believe, with me visiting my younger cousin who is going to marry this year. She and I used to be close a long time ago, but had a bit of a falling out. Now we still talk, and stuff, but it's not the same. We just grew apart. Anyway, she and I were sitting in this pretty garden at a little white metal table. And she was telling me that she would be moving away to another country. I think Taiwan? I don't remember. I remember being worried because of the Japan crisis. Who knows.
I also know I was home for a while, and sorting out my stuffed animals. For some reason, I had the three monkeys (pansage, panpour, pansear), and I remember them needing to be kept together. Mom and I were rearranging my room since I would be leaving and attending this school for a while. This, plus the combination of hearing my cousin was leaving, made for the start of a very sad, realistic dream. (The bit about my cousin and my relationship is true, and she is getting married, but I don't think she'll be moving, at least not out of state. And, obviously, I am not going to be attending a private school and living in the dorms)
So I get to the school. Like I said, things are normal. Classes are normal. The people are normal. The teachers are normal. Normal, normal, normal. And then, one day, in one of my classes, we students were given a wig and told to soak it in what looked like mango bits or wet cheese. And I remember doing this and worrying that I would not have enough juice to soak my long long long black wig in. This went on for a while until i put my hand over the wig and it started to float. If I moved my hand, it would follow it, hovering off the ground. And I was like wtf is this. A teacher (who was like some beautiful anime Asian woman) told me that human hair had life essence and that was what caused it to move, but it needed help (the weird mixture). The whole school ran on life essence. To which my reply was "wait that was real human hair?" (priorities. i have them)
After that lesson, the teachers began to expand on life essence and the magic behind it. But the students and I were more excited about the school musical. That was the big news, what was on everyone's mind. To hell with the life essence stuff. The auditorium was already being decorated beautifully, with multi-tiered buildings and... Statues? Very large statues of some god, or goddess, one standing on each side of the stage. I don't think I thought it strange at the time, because I was thinking it was part of the play.
I'm not even sure what the play we were practicing for was (I suspect it was Phantom of the Opera, but I'll explain why, later. Even then, I'm not positive. The dream didn't go into that detail). And I'm not sure when I became England. One day things went terribly wrong. I don't remember how, I just recall that this was where the dream started becoming incredibly stressful. I was standing on one of the buildings on set and there was a small earthquake. The stage began to crumble around me, and people in the auditorium were telling me to get out. I remember going one way and being trapped, but I was eventually able to get out and join the rest of the students in the auditorium.
The school became like a ghost town, with only a handful of students (or maybe there was only a handful to begin with) and the classrooms bare. The electricity went out in most parts of the school, and sometimes we needed to use candles and flashlights. The teachers, who now looked like old professors/sages, began to prepare us for some kind of life essence ceremony. I/England was reluctant to participate, but that was alright. The teachers had jobs for everyone. I was given one of the more menial tasks for helping the ceremony along. This task was to collect Pokémon in a stream/river. They were... like, little plastic figures, but I suppose they were supposed to represent real Pokémon, or be real Pokémon. I don't know. They would be sent down the river in swarms. My group was told to gather as many Pokémon as we could because they would be used for the ceremony. One of each Pokémon was needed, but we wouldn't know which ones those were so we had to grab all the extras and would sort through them later. I remember grabbing a handful of little solosis from the river and looking over them all.
Though the inside of the school was really dark and dead, the courtyard outside was green and majestic. There were small streams and fountains and gazebos. In the center of the courtyard was some covered platform/stage where the ceremony would take place. But I did not know that, yet, nor did I know what the ceremony entailed. No one did, except for the teachers. There was another scene here, involving clay birds exploding and crumbling to dust. But I don't remember it at all. I'm sure it was something to show how the school was deteriorating.
All the while, Prussia (who was probably a friend) was training in some other group. I/England began to see him less and less. This worried me, but the whole situation worried me. I am a coward by nature, and all I wanted to do was get the fuck out of this school and go home. Save my own skin, you know? There were other people/characters that felt the same way, of course. But there were also people who wanted to know what was going to happen. Curiosity killed the cat. Something was holding me back from running away. It was probably the fear of being caught, and what would happen to me. But it was also probably because I wouldn't go without Prussia.
In any case, the life essence ceremony grew nearer. I began to get more nervous. There was a part in here that didn't make sense, but it featured Japan and a slot machine type game. I don't even remember. I think it was more to show that this school was very Asian, with images of Buddha of other Asian gods on the machine, and that the whole life essence ideal was Asian. This may seem weird to point out, but I am a Christian, so the fact that I was realizing that I was being forced into some other religion and had no idea what it was about terrified me.
There came a final day when a small group was hanging around in the auditorium inside. There was, I think, just one light, a spotlight that left a small bit of light in the room. The collapsed stage was behind us. I was singing a duet with another guy (I was singing the high girl's part, so it was probably me and not England but). The song was All I Ask of You from Phantom of the Opera, which is why I think this was the musical we were planning to do before the school died. Perhaps we knew our final hours were upon us, and we were just doing the things we loved to do.
I then remember standing there, in that spotlight after the piano died down, and I/England thought of Prussia. It was a sudden, desperate feeling, that I wanted to see him. I began to ask the other characters around me if they had seen him. Didn't get many answers, so I left the auditorium. I wanted him to hear me sing.
It wasn't until I was up in the green room and looking in a mirror that I began to realize what had happened to Prussia. I'm not sure how I knew, but I had this overwhelming feeling of dread. I had to find him. And then Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club came up behind him. He had his pretty smile and sad eyes (h-he must have been the France to my England idek).
"Go to your partner," he said.
Ad so I/England raced out of the room, down the stairs, and through the whole damn school to look for Prussia. I discovered him and two other students dressed in ceremonial robes and getting ready for something. I tried to talk to them, but they didn't register my voice. They had either been drugged or hypnotized. And now, they were involuntarily going to give up their life essence to the school. And that meant they would die.
I didn't have time to think. Immediately, I jumped in behind the others as they began to take a large pink ticket that was issued to them from that slot machine from earlier. Each ticket had something written on it in black letters, but I couldn't read the others. Though I was very aware of what was going on around me, and I remember my ticket said 'Team Awesome' on it... The four of us were led outside, even though I was still dressed in normal clothes (or England was dressed in his uniform) and the others were in the fancy clothes. We were taken to the courtyard by, I think, robot attendants, who just thought that I was supposed to be part of the ceremony, too. Prussia still was not listening to me.
Once we got to the stage, I saw the old men sages watching. The other three students began to dance fluidly, twirling wildly. I just hung back and watched them, scared out of my mind. But no one bothered me. I think the sages knew I had come here voluntarily, for my friend. They also knew there was nothing I could do now. I was stuck.
At last, we were sent to sit in chairs in front of a screen. Prussia and the other students slid their tickets into the machine, and I followed. I knew this was it. I was going to die anyway, here, so it might as well have been sooner rather than later. I reached over to take Prussia's hand but, of course, he didn't feel it. He was already gone, as were the other students. Some weird helmets attached to the chairs flipped around and came down over our heads, covering our eyes. And I could see another screen there. These were my last moments. The machine began erasing my memories and sucking them up, my life essence. But England still retained his love for Prussia right until the very end, even though Prussia would never get to experience, nor understand it.
Slowly, my mind faded until all I could see was white. And that is when I woke up.
Immediately after waking, I wearily yanked myself out of bed and proceeded to write everything down (in my frantic rush I even gave myself a paper-cut. ow). This was such a cool and interesting dream, even though it was stressful. It relates to my life a lot. I don't know if I made the right choice in the end, but it still made for a beautiful story.
...I GUESS I MUST LOVE PRUSSIA, OR SOMETHING. Derp.