Dream of a Hero

edited January 4 in Original Stories
Quick Introduction:
So this is my first ever post in Wuxiaworld, but I've been a lurker on this site for the past 3 years, I think?  Well, anyways, the reason I became interested in wuxia/xanxia novels was because of a dream I had before I started reading novels in general.  This dream I had was really realistic, to the point it affected my life entirely, and changed the way of how I viewed things in terms to my understanding.  I've told this story to some people who've I've known for a while, but they told me it was just a dream.  But even if it was just a dream ,for me, it meant something, though I have not really grasped it all, I believe I've gained lots of merit from it, so I decided to share it.  All I hope is for anyone who reads it will find it enjoyable.

P.S.
Since it was a one time dream it's going to be really short, sorry.  So I was thinking if I should just post it all, or try to break it up into small scenes instead.  Hmmm....
Also please feel free to comment, I'll try my best to answer any questions too.  Thanks!

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  • edited January 4

    Part 1:

    Spoiler:

    I had a dream last night…
    In my dream, I was looking forward, towards
    the direction of the sunset…
    Hands, clasped behind my back…
    I wore a black robe embroidered with a multitude of colors;
    gold, red, blue, green, orange, purple, pink…
    My long jet black hair tied into a five feet long ponytail...
    contrasted to my pale colored
    skin and deep blue eyes…
    As I stood  there my back erect like a pole, a man stood before me…
    This man was dressed in a copper colored armor
    from head to toe…
    As he knell, he clasped his hands together,
    trembling, he mumbled words barely audible to anyone except
    to him and myself…
    A deep frown could suddenly be felt on my face as
    soon as I dismissed him from my presence…
    With a deep sigh, I turned to head off into a small garden…
    The garden had a small pond covered in lilies…
    Above the stony pond a small red bridge ran across it..
    Next to the lily covered, stony pond…
    There lay a small shed, barely a bed wide…
    When I went to open the door of the hut..
    A fresh breadth of herbs suddenly awash pass my face…
    Inside was a small in ground stove and a circular cushion mat…
    As I sat down, legs crossed, I entered into
    a meditative stance, and slowly retreated into the
    consciousness of my mind….

  • edited January 4
    Part 2:
    Spoiler:

    I had a dream that night…
    Feet quickening to and from...
    The sound of rushed and silent
    breaths, followed a tense atmosphere that surrounded
    the large line of red pillars in a spacious hall…
    I stood there, watching as people moved on and about
    as in a hurry…
    Some cried as they passed, some kneeled, others cast their looks downward…
    Suddenly a quiet, melodious voice entered my ears…
    So sweet it could cause a frozen tundra to turn into an autumn spring,
    but also so piercing it could freeze even the hottest of coals…
    As I turned my head away from the reality before me
    I noticed a woman standing in front of me, so close
    I could feel her breadth upon me…
    Jet black hair, snow white skin, with deep colored
    obsidian eyes…
    She wore a deep purple colored robe, patterns with every known color
    under the heavens…
    On the top of her head was a rainbow colored sash
    wrapped in a cylindrical like fashion
    held in place by pins, with butterfly decorations…
    She wore a calm face as she whispered her words
    while casting her look downwards…
    But deep within you could sense the anxiety in her quivering words…
    Slowly I reached out to both her shoulders with my hands
    and pulled her closely…
    Her frame so thin and delicate it felt as though it
    would shatter under the strength of my grip…
    Buried in my bosom, small muffled cries soaked
    the front of my robe…
    After the time it took for an incense stick to completely burn,
    she slowly took a step back…
    Her hair now slightly disheveled, she looked up to face me
    with her slightly swollen  red-sparkling eyes, and rosy colored cheeks…
    She began to tie a crimson red string onto my left
    pinky finger, with whispers of prayer that followed in suit….

    P.S.
    I've drawn a picture of her a while back, but it's been a while so I'm only somewhat confident that she looked similar to what I saw in my dreams.  But I'm also not very confident in my drawing too; well hope you like it. Thanks.  

  • edited January 4
    Part 3:
    Spoiler:

    I had a dream one night…
    The sky that was once a sunny blue, slowly began to darken as
    the clouds rolled in…
    The ground shook in unison as an army of five-thousand
    marched forward in the expansive-knee high grass plains…
    Young and old...
    Tall and short...
    Large and small...
    All kinds of men that followed behind...
    Suddenly coming to a halt...
    As I strode to the front with my brown colored mare, two
    men with girths as large as tree trunks slowly
    followed in pursuit…
    I began to gaze off into the distance at the rolling clouds,
    I gave my orders to the five thousand men behind me…
    Suddenly the once steady quakes turned into a booming
    thunderstorm as it vibrated across the plains…
    Ahead, the rolling clouds had turned into an image of death,
    as people on horses and on foot, brandishing swords, spears and quivers;
    began to rush in…
    An army so large that even the green plains beneath their own
    feet were completely covered…
    As they ran, the kicked up dust began to
    cover the skies, as if in an attempt to block the view of the heaven’s…
    Banner's and flags strode in the wind...
    The sound of drum beats that shook the heart...
    Calmly, I strove forward…
    A small green reflective-double edged sword held in my right hand…
    Barely over a dozen inches long...
    and evenly 2 inches wide...
    Raising the sword I pointed at the endless sea of men ahead of me…
    And shouted…
    A shout so loud, the opposing men who were nearing
    suddenly began to cough large mouthfuls of blood…
    As soon as the shout echoed across the four corners
    of the plains...
    The five-thousand strong army behind me
    rushed forward, with howls and cries that shook even
    the heavens….


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