Salt Water Witchery's, 30 Days of Witchcraft
This is a challenge set by @saltwaterwitchery. You can find the challenge post here.
I wish that I could tell you that my last dream was a mystical and prophetic dream that foretold of my fortune or my doom, but,… actually,… I can remember last night’s dream, and I dreamt of The Crow.
Yesterday, my best friend came to my house bearing gifts from a trip to Greece, and to indulge in a delicious, grotesquely large Chinese takeaway.
After we had eaten the meal, myself, my sister, my Ma and best friend all sat around talking about Nine Inch Nails and the 40 Years of Men’s Goth Style video.
A little later as we were scrolling through the movie channels on Sky I started screaming, for I had seen The Crow playing on the Sci-fi/Horror channel and immediately put the film on. What a spectactularly amazing coincidence.
When I eventually went to bed at sometime around 4am, I dreamt of The Crow; I dreamt that I had been a long time friend of Eric Draven and his fianceé, and saw him in a cemetery on the night he came back.
I was mad at him for leaving, and told him repeatedly that “if I’m honest your band wasn’t that great anyway” and he laughed it off, told me to stop being grumpy, and told me to check in on Sarah every now and then. We talked for a while in the cemetery and out of nowhere I seemed to have conjured up a red and blue Slushie that I ravenously consumed. Eric called me a “syrup vampire”, and I told him his face paint was “artistically lacking”.
I woke up from that dream happy because I love The Crow and Brandon Lee, but also sad, for the very same reasons.