Okay so in this one I was me (which is unusual). My mate was there and he took me to this party of sorts for like, vampires and things like that. The place was gorgeous; there was a little cobblestone bridge going over a creek that led into the outer gardens of this mansion. The place was very old; it had stone structures that had grumbled overtime but grew over with vines and flowers, so it looked like a scene right out of a story book. the floors were made out of some very shiny stones and patterned in lovely designs. There were lots of people around, all talking with one another idoly. To my relief, nobody had approached me and him yet.

There were also some strange statues. They were made out of bending metal, and each one of them had an eyeball shaped piece. It looked like some sort of statue of worship to me. I never found out about that, though. I was guided into the mansion on the property; an old building that was very well kept and stood over the courtyards proudly. There were many people around inside the doors; my mate lead me to one of the back rooms that was less populated and made sure to stay close to me. As a human, I was probably on the menu for someone here with less than perfect morals. In the back room I as introduced to a woman. She looked a bit younger than me, though it was very likely she was several hundred years older. She had long dark hair that was straight, and was shorter than me. There seemed to be something a bit strange about her, but I couldn't pin point it.

He told her to watch out for me and disappeared into the crowd. After that, me and the woman spoke for a while. Music was playing, and sometimes we'd dance and they'd laugh about how clumsy and uncoordinated I was. A few hours passed.

I heard some noise from outside, and when I peeked out of the room I saw my mate rushing towards me, obviously excited. "Come on!" He said, "Theres someone I want you to meet!" I had little choice but to be tugged along with him, and as I looked up to see where we were headed, I saw a man. I have little words to describe him other than this: He looked like an angel.

The man had golden hair that was about shoulder length, but done up for the occassion. He stood tall and strong. Bright blue eyes shone out, piercing me. I felt nearly overwhelmed to be in his presence. He gave off the energy of being royalty; someone that everyone around respected deeply. He seemed to be practically glowing. The idea of meeting him made my stomach knot up tightly; i felt as if I couldn't breathe. I was nervous, but my mate insistantly pulled me ever closer to the man.



I woke up. I never got to meet him. I'm kind of upset. The whole dream was really vivid and it felt important. ;n;