Topic: so there I was outside wandering the streets talking to this dragon I met at 3am
Anonymous A started this discussion 14 years ago#24,239
He said he was a luck dragon, and he kept swooping around my head telling me about how he used to live in Constantinople during the 12th century. Anyway, I'm yelling stuff back to him because I'm never sure where he is because he keeps swooping all over the place. I was in some neighborhood where they had painted all the houses with this glowing pink paint that looked normal until the pink hit you in waves on some strange subconscious frequency. Next thing I know, some dude is standing in front of me with a blanket like some ancient Indian chief wanting to trade for beads or something. I was trying to tell him I didn't have any wampum or whatever they thought was valuable in this crazy place, but he just wanted to know why I was yelling. I tried to explain about the luck dragon, but he didn't look like a guy that believed in luck dragons. Just then, my luck dragon friend swoops out of nowhere and whispers in my ear, "This guy's packing!"
I asked the Indian guy if he was moving because it looked like he lived there and I couldn't think of any reason why he would need to be packing anything. I told him I had some friends nearby and we could help him pack if he had to move right now, but he didn't seem to understand what I meant. He thought I was lost and separated from my friends. It occurred to me that I would want to move too if I had to stare at that vibrating pink glowing from the houses all night. Maybe the color was dangerous to humans and he was giving the blanket as protection against it. We stared at each other for a bit until he made a motion at me indicating I could keep the blanket while he went back to his tepee. As he was walking away he looked back and said, "I hope you find your friends."
Keeping the blanket around me to protect me from the strange pinkness, I walked on down the street. Now that I'm back home, it all seems like a strange dream.