Ducky
01-27-2010, 10:16 AM
Indrea (pronounced: "In dree a" - with a slight rolling of the 'r', in the 'd' and 'r' letters)
I was walking through a mall with thousands of others. Seemed to be daytime.
When who do I see but my children's real father. (He passed away back in 2003).
I thought this strange and kept thinking "Aha...I knew he faked his death". Don't know why I thought of that, knowing that he really did die.
But there he was....walking around in broad daylight.
My son was up ahead in the distance of the crowd, and I told him to come over and see him. He did. Don't know what transpired between them; couldn't quite hear what they were saying. Very brief meeting. Then my son's father started walking around. My son left after that.
I was curious to find out where his dad was going and ended up following him to a HUGE hotel. I told the concierge at the desk that I wanted to see inside the room that my kids' father was staying. He was reluctant at first, but after I told him a few things, he told me to follow him.
As we were heading to the main part of the lobby (filled with LOTS of stairs) My kid's father 'caught on' (or someone let him in to what I had planned) - to what I was doing and started following me around. I hid in the upper rafters and watched where he was going. He laid down on a bench in the lobby area again, and this time he was with a blond young girl.
There was 'something' about this girl. Couldn't put my finger on it.
As I approached them, she got up and walked confidently over to me. Her eyes were going between ice-blue and another color. Her skin was very pale; as was her hair.
I remarked that she looked very young and asked how old she was. She told me a certain number (I forget now) and another number.
Her overall color then turned light blue.
It was then that it dawned on me, that I was in the presence of an immortal.
I asked her what was her name, and she said: "Indrea"
Apparently she wasn't as young as I thought. Very VERY old in fact.
In some weird way, I felt privelaged to be there talking with her, and told her that. She just smiled and slowly started on her way. Just before she left, I asked her (don't know why the question popped into my head) - "Am I going to have a happy life?" She smiled and said, "Yes". Then she was gone.
Then it was nighttime. And I found myself riding a weird contraption (like a bike, but without rubber on the tires) I kept focussing on the design of the metal of the bike wheels.
The controls on the bike were sort of linked to my body interchangeably. Hard to explain. When I looked down, the wheels were riding on snow at first (in a small bike path) then I stopped and looked behind me to see the path was covered in paper. Looked like newspapers?
As I started to bike forward, I could see the path in front of me covered in papers too! Somehow, this allowed the bike to not 'spin out' on the snow, and make for better riding.
Don't remember what happened afterwards...as I woke up.
I was walking through a mall with thousands of others. Seemed to be daytime.
When who do I see but my children's real father. (He passed away back in 2003).
I thought this strange and kept thinking "Aha...I knew he faked his death". Don't know why I thought of that, knowing that he really did die.
But there he was....walking around in broad daylight.
My son was up ahead in the distance of the crowd, and I told him to come over and see him. He did. Don't know what transpired between them; couldn't quite hear what they were saying. Very brief meeting. Then my son's father started walking around. My son left after that.
I was curious to find out where his dad was going and ended up following him to a HUGE hotel. I told the concierge at the desk that I wanted to see inside the room that my kids' father was staying. He was reluctant at first, but after I told him a few things, he told me to follow him.
As we were heading to the main part of the lobby (filled with LOTS of stairs) My kid's father 'caught on' (or someone let him in to what I had planned) - to what I was doing and started following me around. I hid in the upper rafters and watched where he was going. He laid down on a bench in the lobby area again, and this time he was with a blond young girl.
There was 'something' about this girl. Couldn't put my finger on it.
As I approached them, she got up and walked confidently over to me. Her eyes were going between ice-blue and another color. Her skin was very pale; as was her hair.
I remarked that she looked very young and asked how old she was. She told me a certain number (I forget now) and another number.
Her overall color then turned light blue.
It was then that it dawned on me, that I was in the presence of an immortal.
I asked her what was her name, and she said: "Indrea"
Apparently she wasn't as young as I thought. Very VERY old in fact.
In some weird way, I felt privelaged to be there talking with her, and told her that. She just smiled and slowly started on her way. Just before she left, I asked her (don't know why the question popped into my head) - "Am I going to have a happy life?" She smiled and said, "Yes". Then she was gone.
Then it was nighttime. And I found myself riding a weird contraption (like a bike, but without rubber on the tires) I kept focussing on the design of the metal of the bike wheels.
The controls on the bike were sort of linked to my body interchangeably. Hard to explain. When I looked down, the wheels were riding on snow at first (in a small bike path) then I stopped and looked behind me to see the path was covered in paper. Looked like newspapers?
As I started to bike forward, I could see the path in front of me covered in papers too! Somehow, this allowed the bike to not 'spin out' on the snow, and make for better riding.
Don't remember what happened afterwards...as I woke up.