I had an unusual dream last night. For one thing, it wasn’t a nightmare.
I enjoyed this dream.
In the dream, I witnessed a dark fantasy world, which appeared as a nested set of tales, one hidden within another down a few layers deep. For this reason, it is tough to remember what the overall story was about.
Dark armor. Bright blades. Powerful heroes. Tragic and dramatic results.
All surrounded in wind and rain, possibly a result of the winter storm going on in my area last night.
Right now, it seems to me this dream could apply to an odd set of worlds I have been fiddling on, involving space-traveling fantasy with barnacles on giant spacefaring creatures. But now, as I unpack the dream, it fits a much older setting I’ve created a lot better.
That setting has gone by the name of Fantasy A (I know, I’m terribly creative).
This is a setting I’ve probably mentioned before on this blog, but likely that was years ago. I can’t recall precisely.
It’s a world of demons and magic, but regardless, I’m excited to pick it up at some point in the near future, especially after this night of dreaming.
For now, though I have other work to pursue. Such is the life of a writer.
Thanks for reading.