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I was walking down The Stone hall,(Like a MUCH Larger version of a old saxson christian styled church) The cold stone floor, I could feel beneath my bare feet. I was Waking towards 2 people at the end of the hall, One was on their knee and I knew to be male. The other was in a dress that cut off mid calf to show a little bit of her leg and her ankle and shoes. Her dress was white and luminated her some how. Her had was a golden brown colour and fell to her mid back, her was placed with a knuckle against her lips, But I couldn't make out who she was.
The man was dressed in much darker clothes, his Pants were a mucky dark brown, her worn a gold bracelet on his right wrist. His shirt was a deep deep blue that might have just as well been black, it was button down and was open to revel another shirt that was a dark green color. his right hand was up, he was on his left knee, and he held out a ring for her to take.
as I got closer I could tell they were both trying not to look at me... Behind them was a statue of The virgin mary, With Jesus. In the Hall there were no benchs only Large worn Columns that melted into the darkness of a non-exsitant roof. too look up in the dream would show only black nothingness. In between the Columns, Stare Gargolyes, Looking sadly at me. as i approch the 2 One gargolye steps out to me I pause, and look at him. He touches my faces then holds me, and whispers in a lanagues I don't understand, He seems half heartedly happy, but still I know theres a sadness in him that is never ending. Another gargolye comes from the other side, and as I'm hugging the first this one hugs me too, This new gargolye seems truely happy for me. both take my hang and walk me too the couple. The couple now smiles and seems to move now, her hand moves from her mouth to hold out her hand (which I believe is her left hand) and the man still on his knee slides the ring onto her finger, the gold band sparkles and shines maybe somewhat brighter then before.
(Some how I know in the back of my mind this is a wedding... not he asking her to marry him they are getting married.) He gets off his knee and drags her into his arms for what looks like it might be a passionate kiss, but it's not, it's turns out to be slow and lovely, and what looks to be so amazingly tender.. and her glow seems to some how lightly come over him.
when I see this I feel like I'm going to cry, But not joy like the gargolyes are, But in pure unbided saddness, as it feels like my legs can't take the weight of my body, I feel stone hands come around my waist and hold me up, another gargolye has come to help me, tears stream don't my face, as the gargolye comforts me by nuzzling my hair, In the back of my mind I know this gargolye is Alan/Nyi. The Saddness Is so great, I feel Like a rock as I watch the couple hug, tears tears blinding my vision, I blink my eyes are so heavy I nolonger want to open them. I just want to let comfort in, but with the heavy burden of sorrow it seems like it will never happen I feel some one touch my face, and try to wake me up, the sorrow lifts, as I hear a gently voice call my name, 3 or 4 times they called my name each time I felt lighter and the sorrow being lifted. with the last call of my name I woke up.
Lex-Laramire · Sat Dec 17, 2005 @ 04:07pm · 0 Comments |
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