Took me some time to establish the Town again but I have finally succeded! And from now on, new ideas will be coming almost every day. Good. But what is currently happening in there is none of Your interest - we'll begin elsewhere. Behold - the origins of the Town!
(note: my journal consists of many different dreams, written down in groups I call "Journeys". Basically, one Journey is a sum of dreams I experienced during one night. They are numbered in order. The only exceptions are naps and other documents like characteristics or maps)
Ahh, a really confusing one. And quite interesting, too.
When I "woke up", my room was really dark and gloomy, as if a thick gray mist was covering everything. My friend called and told me about a meeting arranged in the city centre in order to bid ferewell to our friend who was leaving to Korea. Why did she have to go? No idea. But that's just the way dreams work. Anyways, I left my room and joined them soon after.
The meeting was really nice, we were all cheerful and enjoyed every moment of it. Some time later we led her off to the airport (which was somewhere nearby for some reason) and disbanded moments later.
When I get back home, I felt really tired and quickly dozed off. In a dream. Yeah, right.
I woke up in a cold, empty field. It was dark, I could only see like 20 meters in front of me. It was also snowing. Something in my head told me that I was in Korea and this place is in fact a desolated bazaar. I noticed a tall tent-like stall not far away. The whole are was surrounded by an iron net, stretched on four 5-meter high iron poles. Each one of them sustained a stall, made of wooden planks and a long red cloth. There were also some smaller stalls around but they were most likely closed.
The whole place was literally falling apart. Poles were rusty and the red cloth looked like it could be blown away any second now. Blizzard was getting stronger as I approached one of the stalls. It was open. A kind old lady seemed to be immune to all this cold. She smiled at me and ask me what am I looking for. Before I could answer, the pointed at a small crate and I saw lots of random things on it. I reached for a small yellow cartridge for Game Boy Color. It was Donkey Kong Land, my first game ever. She smiled at me and told me that I can take it. I smiled back and turned away.
The next second everything was gone and I was standing in a middle of nowhere. I looked at the game again and then everything went blurry.
It's a real shame, but I don't remember much of this part. I was in a huge sandstone castle, full of magic and secret doors. I was apparently looking for a Storyteller. I think I found the guy, since he gave me an old, mysterious book...
When I woke up, my friend was back in Poland. There was a meeting again so I picked up my things and left.
I met 'em in a skate park (don't ask). When I approached her, she whispered something weird and then gave me a rectangular, golden pendant. It had some strange engravings on is, apparently some letters and a picture of a crane. There were also 3 small gams melted inside.
I have no idea what was it or why would she give it to me, but it was of a great importance, apparently. Unfortunately, that's where this Journey ends. It might return someday, though...
And that's it. Nothing special, just a regular dream. But be patient. For the best is yet to come