《Heart of a tree》Chapter-22 A DREAM {Part 1}
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Ever since I began my cultivation I wasn't able to sleep like I used to
Usually, when I went I went to sleep I would die
Yes die
But not literally but figuratively
Every day for three hours
I would completely lose my conciseness relinquishing any and all awareness of my surrounding in an untempered state.
I had no idea what was happening all around me sam at told at times that even earthquakes couldn't manage to wake me up
That was a huge problem in my opinion
It was as if I had lost my mind
On many occasions, I had woken in a puddle of my urine.
Once I had woke up to a nasty smell apparently I had wakened up in my own shit
Sam had made fun of me for weeks for that
For the past year, it had been none stop
Every day like clockwork I would die
This was irritating
Sam had more than once told that someone could kill me in my sleep and I can't do shit about it
That was infuriating killed by my heavy sleep
And usually, when I die I don't dream
Most of the time I would not see or feel anything at all
I used to imagine what was happening to me when I slept like the dead in my dreamless sleep
Did I just drift away into nothingness
Or was I wondering the darkness of my own in a sort of personal hell for endless hours.
I had wondered about it for a long time
The main point was ever since I began to cultivate I did not dream
That was until now
Now, here I was in the worst dream possible
Or At least I think this is a dream
Please God let this be a dream
I was standing right in the middle of a massive crowd
There were at least 10000 people
A sea of people as far my eyes I could see
I felt my feet glued to the ground and every time I tried to move forward or backwards or even sideways
I found myself stuck on the same spot where I could only stare at the crowd
I was in what can be only described as a massive huge cathedral-like palace
I tried to look around there was truly an impressive amount of people all around
But I wasn't feeling suffocated the opposite in fact I felt cosy and refreshed
The crowd around was a mix of people of all ages I saw a young dashing man who looked no more than 18 and I saw old women looked ready to die at any second
All of them were wearing white robes with a golden log embodied all over their robes
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Another reason I thought this situation to be a dream was I could see colours once again
And the crowd unlike the people I had seen up till now was a mix of black and whites
The whites had green hair and yellow eyes they were very different to what I'd seen on earth
But the blacks were the same though maybe taller and bulkier though
But the majority of the people were women
For every single male, I saw at least seven female
The logo embroidered on their robes was of that of a bird spreading its wing art it was pretty close to an eagle but not quite there
The bird was somehow very mesmerising
I felt a sacred reverence and deep seeded fear when I looked at it
The folks were standing there silently as if waiting for a signal
The atmosphere was extremely solemn like it was some declaration of war or something
If that was the case I was in some deep shit then
Suddenly I heard something
I tried to listen closely then I heard music playing somewhere
It seemed to be very far away as It sounded muffled like someone closed the musician in a room
The music was getting harder to listen to as the people around me had started to talk and mingle around
I think This was the Que people were waiting for
But now the atmosphere was weird as the solemn tone still lingered as I could people were nervous
I tried to concentrate in an attempt to listen to the tune
I was expecting a solemn and sad vibey tune that would match the atmosphere
But I couldn't have been more wrong
There wasn't anything sole or sad about the tune being played it was the polar opposite
The music tune had a more upbeat and happy tone vibe like a celebration was going on
Then was the crowd sole and nervous this thing is confusing
Strangely enough, the music was growing louder until it was at a very comfortable pitch
The music made me want to jump and dance out of sheer joy and ecstasy
It was the best song I ever heard
Mercifully my body wasn't complying with my mood and emotions as I was still rooted on the ground not moving an inch
Suddenly my vision on its own accord shifted from the ground to the roof
It was a massive dome filled with golden colour
Up till now everything I noticed about the cathedral black golden walls, white marble floor and the chandeliers and flying glow balls all around confirmed that this was a very luxurious place
Then I saw a strange scene,
I saw a middle-aged woman descending down from the middle of the dome
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I had no idea where she came from
A moment ago there was nobody was there just a moment ago
She was descending slowly and quickly if that made sense
My perception of time was fucked
To me, it looked like forever for the woman to come down before I could tell she was beautiful
All around me the people evacuated forming a circle with me a circle
What was going on
I once again unsuccessfully tried to move
My fucking body wasn't moving at all what is going on
Within seconds of the clearing being made
The woman landed right in front of me much to my surprise
The woman took my breath away
The woman was beautiful I mean drop-dead country destroying king dooming beautiful
She was round with pink puffy cheeks that gave her the appearance of a young girl with a mature body with an amole rack and big round breast that were just perfect on her body
She had short black hair and dark brown misty eyes
She was absolutely stunning her beauty beyond belief
And somehow I knew her I mean I really know about her
She seemed very familiar to me
How and when did I get to know someone like her?
And what was she doing in my dreams
The woman smiled down at me like a goddess
It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen
The smile knocked a couple of the years from her appearance
There was a lot of mosts today the music the cathedral and now this woman
If I could I would have bowed down to her
I would have gotten my knees and worshipped her
I would have sung songs filled with praises Bout her
I would have stolen all the poetry on beauty from my former world and dedicated it to my goodness who stood right in front of me
She was so gorgeous that she could give any miss universe back on earth run for her money
Hell any one of the goddesses such as Aphrodite, Hedone, Astarte wouldn't be able to a hold candle to her in my humble opinion
This woman was something else entirely
I'm not even gonna try and describe what the rest of us could possibly do without because it would take an entire book
To sum up I can tell you right now I am in love with her
And that's not just saying anything; this woman is someone else entirely.
This woman has her own world,
her own style the way she moved the way she smiled
She was the kind being kings would go to war for or heroes would do dangerous and moronic things just to win her approval
They would tear each other for her affection
I wanted to hold her, worship her
Be with her for eternity
I would kill myself if she asked for it
I caught myself
That thought sobered me a little
What the fuck was wrong with me
What the fuck was wrong with me?
Why was I in love with her?
My feelings for her were so strong and they scared me
I didn't think I'd even know what to say to her
How could she possibly feel the same way?
I had no idea how she felt about me, so why was I acting like an idiot in front of her?
hold the fuck on why the fuck would I start to think that
what the actual fuck is wrong with me
since when did I get so worked over some beauty
I've got to stop this
I need to find out how I'm feeling for her and then act as normal as possible around her until I can figure out a fucking explanation
in my experience beauty meant an asshole and snobbish woman I had long developed immunity to beauty and since my x wife's betrayal I had no interest in women at all
wasn't this situation supposed to scare the crap out of me or something
I mean it wasn't normal how quickly I fell for her and the way I felt for her
and I guess it kinda scared me a little but I needed to get a grip on this whole situation
so I have to calm down
it'll be okay
she won't hate me
this will work itself out
Oh my fucking God what was wrong with me
I need to get out of here
Far away from her as fast as possible
As quickly as possible
I tried my hardest to move to run
Then she spoke completely interrupting my concentration
Putting in a spell of sorts on me
She had a sweet and melodious voice and soothing words
A voice that made me want to melt and stay in her arms forever
I fell in love with her voice I wanted to hear it again
but a great sense of danger arose in my heart
when I looked past the sweet voice and comprehended what was said to me
"Hello, son are you ready?"
Did this woman call me SON
What the actual fuck
Was this drop der gorgeous woman my no good dead beat of a mother
Fucking hell
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