Skeletons

I dreamt I was a boy about 8-10 years old and stuck in a fortress. I worked as some sort of servant most of the time but occasionally I was used to predict the future. Every once in a while I would have flashes of the future, but I couldn’t control it. The fortress was in the middle of a famine. Everything outside was brown and dry. It didn’t usually rain but it started one day and the minute the rain hit me I started seeing visions of horses and a blonde girl. Another worker saw me and reported it to my employers who took me into a weird part of the tower. I saw the blonde girl inside the room they took me to. I do not think she was a worker because she had a very nice dress on. Her name was Winnie. She had a lot of weird powers and they were trying to get her to focus my visions. I wouldn’t tell them what I was seeing. I hated the people who owned the fortress, they were cruel. Winnie didn’t seem to like them either.

The storm outside started getting a lot worse and the two men in the room had to leave  quite suddenly to go tend to some damage the storm was causing. They didn’t seem to know that Winnie disliked them.After they left, Winnie, who I knew had seen everything in my visions grabbed my hand and started running for the stables. When we got there, we picked to black horses. Winnie chose I mare and I chose its brother who was a lot taller.

The storm was only getting worse as we left the fortress but I still heard people riding after us, more for Winnie than me probably. I saw Winnie start pulling her hair out and tying it into knots. When she finished the last knot a huge river of water came flooding onto the plain we were riding across and it swept away the riders behind us.

After wards Winnie and I found a place in a forest (if you can call a bunch of dry dead trees a forest) to live. Shortly after a hunter came and lived with us. I spent most of my time riding my horse and Winnie ended up pregnant from the hunter. One day a long time later I rode my horse across an almost none existent creek. There was still some water in it and when my horse stomped into it it splashed up onto my foot.

I had a vision of the room in the tower. The two men were talking and in a chair in the corner of the room was a slumped figure covered with a veil. The two men were talking about killing Winnie. I wasn’t sure how they would do this since they didn’t know where we were. They moved towards the slumped figure int he chair and pulled the veil back draping it over the top of her head. It was a shriveled old skeleton, except that it still had paper thin flesh on it, but I was certain it was just petrified. I’d never seen something so old and dried out before. There were a few strands of blonde hair sticking out from under the veil but no eyes in the sockets. The kept calling the skeleton Winnie and their plan was to kill it in order to kill her. I still didn’t believe this could be done since there was nothing living about the skeleton. Then one of the men pulled the rest of the veil off of the skeleton exposing her brain which was still alive looking in a juicy kind of way. Her skull was missing. It was just an exposed brain. Then the other man picked up an awl and stabbed it into the brain. I saw blood start pouring over the skeletons face and more disturbing, the skeleton moaned and lifted its head up to look at me. Or that is the feeling I got even though the sockets were empty.

I jumped off my horse and started running back to the camp but in the process I landed in the creek and had a flash of riders coming and hunting us down. I saw them kill the hunter. I started running for Winnie and the camp but she met me halfway and fell off of her horse. I could tell the hunter must already be dead. She looked at me for a moment so that she could see my visions. I asked her if their plan would really work and she just smiled. She yanked some hair from her head and started tying it into knots again. Then she told me to get on her horse because there was no telling where mine was. I reached down to grab her hand and help her up but she jerked quite suddenly and blood started pouring out of the top of her head. I could hear the riders getting close to us. Winnie slumped onto the ground and then smiled. She tied the last knot and this time it looked like someone dumped an entire ocean on us. The water yanked me off my horse and carried me a very long way. When I finally was able to scramble onto dry land again. I was myself and a girl. Then I woke up.

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