ok, so i have been having this recurring dream for about 7 years now. each time i go to sleep, the dream starts.
I'm standing in a desolate city, made up of all the most important cities of the world. the sky is a dark red, and the clouds are smokey black. the buildings are twisted, and the streets warped. i stand on a hill that is dead and blackened. my hair is longer and darker, i have wings that are like a raven's but are black and red. i have a sword planted into the ground that pulsates with a life of its own. i have another sword that pulses as well, but is consumed in fire. three people stand behind me, that were originally shadows before, but have gained substance now. the man on my left carries a sword of the jagged kind that sparks every now and again. the woman on my left carries an amulet of intricate design and glows with a turquoise light.
in the city we are fighting humans and demons alike. then out of the ground a fallen angel rises from the earth with my sister in tow. he calls out to me and i cant move my body. then....he kills her. my friends are trying to calm me but i can't. i scream an unholy scream and the street cracks and the buildings shatter. my form changes and my blades merge into one.
this is what i see nearly every time i go to sleep.
any insights on this will be welcomed. but for those who insult me by calling me a rp-er don't even bother, for i never joke about stuff like this.