Voices

WILD attempt after waking up an hour before my alarm... It feels like I have been asleep forever while waiting for some sort of dream imagery to appear. I decide to try something different and have my dream body climb out of bed. I see my bedroom really is not that much different than usual (there is always something weird about it in my false awakenings). I move onto the bathroom, which also looks the same. In fact, the only weird thing I have found is that I am wearing a very sheer white nightgown. I might as well be naked considering how see-through it is. Somehow, I find myself in the kitchen. I see dishes piling up in the sink and I start to load them up into the dishwasher when I realize I already did this before going to bed. I concentrate on my desire to try the Beauty and the Beast task, then leave the kitchen. I find myself in a dark room where the only light is from the fireplace. There are bookshelves lining the walls and two armchairs in front of the fire. Someone comes from behind and guides me towards one of the chairs, murmuring something about how I must be cold. This must be the beast. I turn so I can see his face, except he does not seem to have a head. Wrong story -- this is not supposed to be Sleepy Hollow. The beast sits down in one of the chairs and pulls me into his lap. This time when I look, he really is a proper beast with a head and everything. To my surprise, he looks like the one from the Disney movie (I had hoped my subconscious would be a bit more original than that). But he has very soft fur and I spend a lot of time stroking it before whispering, "I love you." He is a bit too tall for me to kiss while I am sitting, so I have to shift around so that I am straddling his lap. But I do manage to kiss him, even managing to slip in a little bit of tongue even though there was no French kissing in the movie. I break off the kiss and pull away to see what the beast has turned into now that the curse is broken, and I find that I have just kissed <PERSON>. My gut reaction is, "EW!" because I really do not find <PERSON> all that attractive. He is more like a caricature of the type of guy I do not like. I am so shocked that I somehow find myself standing in front of the linen closet in the upstairs hallway. I reach for a towel, then notice that there is an odd light at the back of the closet. Something tells me that it is a portal and that I should take it, so I slide between the shelves to get to the back of the closet. I find myself face-down in mud. Someone picks me up and guides me towards a waterfall cascading into a pool of water. <PERSON> is waiting there with a bottle of shampoo. I immediately think, "No way." The scene shifts and I am back into the room with the fireplace. This time, <PERSON> (the <PERSON> version) is sitting in the chair opposite me. He starts trying to psychoanalyze my unusual reaction to finding out that <PERSON> was my un-cursed prince and he seems amused that I would rather talk to him than play in the waterfall with <PERSON>.