17 Nov 2023
Dream
I was able to harness the power of fire ; fire moved through me with tremendous power and strength. I unleashed it with explosive fury. Loosing myself in the intensity, it was easy to lose control. My power was seen as a threat, something that needed to be contained. So the arcane masters decided to place gloves on my hands that locked my power away, until pratice sessions, where i could be taught control. However the restriction i felt was like my legs were cut off, and or a leash and collar on my neck, holding me back. My power no longer belonged to me. The gloves were a message that said your power belongs to us now, and will only be used when we see fit. My power was beyond compare, more powerful then any thing they had ever seen before, especially for a novice mage. I managed for as long as i could with the gloves on my hands holding me back, and practiced only during training sessions. Until one day after our lesson. Before they could bind my hands once more i ran away. They could label me a deserter, but i didnt care anymore. I ran through a frozen forest of ice and snow till i came to a giant tree. I climbed the tree and fell into a deep sleep. While i slept i was surrounded by a barrier of white light that kept me warm and safe. I dreamt that i was sleeping in a field of pink and purple wildflowers. The sky was soft blue and pink. I felt comforted and calm.
