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I had a college dream this morning - a college offering courses in magic. In the dream, a spell was scribed on paper or cloth which was then adfixed to the object ... or person ... being enchanted. There were little square pads of spell paper like sticky memos in the dream.
As the spell transferred from the written medium to the enchanted object/person, a colour would develop in the aura of the person/object (visible only to second- or spell-sight, not to the physical vision) indicating the magic at work. Light rose pink for love spells, lavender for passion, shading to darker shades of purple for violence. Dark red for anger. These are the colours that were pertinent to my dream self; I did see other colours as well but my logic mind did not explain the significance to my dream self ... or I didn't carry the information out of dream state when I woke.
There was a developing problem on campus, someone was maliciously adfixing spells of anger and violence at random in increasing numbers, leading to riots and assaults. Magic and engineering students were being called in to help - the way to break a spell's hold was to (1) remove the physical component of the spell and then (2) wash or soak the enchanted individual well with salt water. So students of magic were needed to espy who was enchanted and who was just a jerk and to help locate the spell square. Engineers were adding salt to the showers in the dorms and to water trucks that were spraying down the protestors/ rioters/ &c.
One source of trouble was a Middle-eastern tycoon/ sheik visiting his affianced bride who was a student of magic. (Lovely zaftig beauty - her name started with an "A" and had the sound of "roo" in it because that was what we called her "Rua"). I was visiting with them in their suite talking about the rioting and the hour got late, so she invited me to stay the night - which I accepted. In the middle of the night I woke and found her husband in the room with me - apparently sleepwalking - with a colour aura that indicated he'd been enspelled. I managed to waken him before the spell got too deep a hold on him - by talking about his wife, my friend. I think I turned the intent of the spell to enamour with her. When he left, one of his bodyguards asked where he was going and he said to spend the night with Rua. The bodyguard asked "What about her?" (meaning me) and the sheik responded, "Touch her and I'll cut off your hand. Or whatever you touched her with."
I thought that was very thoughtful of him.
The dream ended with me washing a sporty little convertible coupe that was spelled to keep going off the parking brake and start rolling away. My husband was rather patronizing about that when he had to help me catch it at one point - he thought I forgot to set the brake.
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What I find interesting about the dream
(1) the colours of the spells that develop with ... contagion?
(2) the fact that the dream informed me of the counter-action for the magic spells
(3) Okay, yeah, the sticky note spell-squares. That amuses me
(4) Being able to twist the spell by changing some aspect when it wasn't possible to break the spell immediately. Not only with my friend's husband but also with the sporty little convertible coupe - I *think* it was supposed to turn the engine on and drive itself away (making it easier to steal?) so simply changing that to only going off the brake and rolling away was an improvement.
As the spell transferred from the written medium to the enchanted object/person, a colour would develop in the aura of the person/object (visible only to second- or spell-sight, not to the physical vision) indicating the magic at work. Light rose pink for love spells, lavender for passion, shading to darker shades of purple for violence. Dark red for anger. These are the colours that were pertinent to my dream self; I did see other colours as well but my logic mind did not explain the significance to my dream self ... or I didn't carry the information out of dream state when I woke.
There was a developing problem on campus, someone was maliciously adfixing spells of anger and violence at random in increasing numbers, leading to riots and assaults. Magic and engineering students were being called in to help - the way to break a spell's hold was to (1) remove the physical component of the spell and then (2) wash or soak the enchanted individual well with salt water. So students of magic were needed to espy who was enchanted and who was just a jerk and to help locate the spell square. Engineers were adding salt to the showers in the dorms and to water trucks that were spraying down the protestors/ rioters/ &c.
One source of trouble was a Middle-eastern tycoon/ sheik visiting his affianced bride who was a student of magic. (Lovely zaftig beauty - her name started with an "A" and had the sound of "roo" in it because that was what we called her "Rua"). I was visiting with them in their suite talking about the rioting and the hour got late, so she invited me to stay the night - which I accepted. In the middle of the night I woke and found her husband in the room with me - apparently sleepwalking - with a colour aura that indicated he'd been enspelled. I managed to waken him before the spell got too deep a hold on him - by talking about his wife, my friend. I think I turned the intent of the spell to enamour with her. When he left, one of his bodyguards asked where he was going and he said to spend the night with Rua. The bodyguard asked "What about her?" (meaning me) and the sheik responded, "Touch her and I'll cut off your hand. Or whatever you touched her with."
I thought that was very thoughtful of him.
The dream ended with me washing a sporty little convertible coupe that was spelled to keep going off the parking brake and start rolling away. My husband was rather patronizing about that when he had to help me catch it at one point - he thought I forgot to set the brake.
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What I find interesting about the dream
(1) the colours of the spells that develop with ... contagion?
(2) the fact that the dream informed me of the counter-action for the magic spells
(3) Okay, yeah, the sticky note spell-squares. That amuses me
(4) Being able to twist the spell by changing some aspect when it wasn't possible to break the spell immediately. Not only with my friend's husband but also with the sporty little convertible coupe - I *think* it was supposed to turn the engine on and drive itself away (making it easier to steal?) so simply changing that to only going off the brake and rolling away was an improvement.
