Dream About Seaside Resort And Mountain College Campus

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Having a camp in the seaside resort and the mountainside college campus My paternal aunt’s family is accompanying me and my closest best friend from school(in a class year younger than I) are there with her family The rest of the class(mine, hers and a few other strangers of similar and older ages combined) are present The school seems like one of those british super-traditional boarding schools I do magick spells for protection and cast simple wards around the camping cabins(because that’s just what I do, I practice sea magick irl) I get a cut in my right foot from the seashell I used for the protection spell while casting the ward in the bathroom The floor is sandy and wet from the shower water, and outside is visible through an awning window; it’s foggy, slightly drizzling and the whole area is covered in forests canopies There’s the ocean peeking from amidst the woods; it’s gray, tempestuous and shades of blue and red I check to see that the skin is slightly peeled as the seashell has made diagonal cut against the flesh Seeing the blood mix into the water auntie’s children and another voice that sounds to be masculine, somewhat nagging and somewhat frivolous-sounding, like a salesperson comes into my head as they approach While the auntie’s kids(all girls, three, they are irl) dresses the wound it heals itself quickly There is a nagging, *very* unwelcome guest among us all that keeps pestering and harassing me and the best friend Along with our families and this one generous, fair and reputable school prefect/warden who’s in some two-three years older grade When things get too much and outrageous and they start mocking my family and their quirks, I stab them in the gut and bash their head They revive himself and is sent to penance for what he did to me, but I’m also henceforth labeled a lunatic and a dangerous person, being forced to eat with the school’s prefect as a punishment He’s fair, generous, intelligent and has a warm personality, so he is well-liked by everyone And then there’s my best friend, who the nagging ‘jester’ personality torments psychologically At this point I’m seeing this dream from her point of view Having enough of his mockery, she(I) kills the jester amidst her family’s(mother and younger brother, no father) protests She uses a meter-and-a-half long tachi(great sword/katana) to slash, dice, and bash his mangled body The prefect, seeing the problematic dynamic between the ‘jester’ personality and the students, protects my best-friend in the council after the case to dish out the penalties and treatments for the assailant and the victim(before and after the tension reached its peak) So now my best-friend’s family is eating the meals with and basically living next to the prefect in the cabins, who has been set aside for a de-facto penalty for basically defending a man-killer(my best friend and myself) My best-friend’s(my) mother and brother calls me to the table, and I’m still very dazed from the actions and the emotions caused by it that fill me I slouch over to the table, covered in blood and slowly washed by the rain, still looking somewhat oddly calm and disturbed The prefect smiles and we start the meal When asked about how he takes the ‘punishment’ given to him for speaking up, he responds calmly to the situation, and to us remains merry and generous, the intent to keep us from being attacked by our peers even at the cost of his impressions to the other class-men evident We start to form a bit of a bond in solidarity, being in the shared circumstance revolving around the ‘jester’ personality, who is now interacting with my peers from the other classes from jovially behind bars The prefect, through conversations and him interacting with me(my best-friend), is growing on me Like an attentive older brother I never had, the one my best-friend does have, but upgraded Somehow after all he’s done, both the prefect and the jester never loses his likability in the face of my peers It feels absurd