Dreamtime
This morning's dream, before it gets away... There was a world I found myself in where there were three kinds of elf-like alien people, but they were all connected in a weird way. One was hostile, dangerous and dark; one was cheery and likeable, even a little sweet, but not very bright, actually rather infantile; one was the result of the other two, less exciting but the one who got things done--the only one you could talk with. The most dominant was the most powerful and sharp as steel, had... Sign in to see full entry.