Weird dream

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In the dream, my wife and I had taken the sword troupe for a holiday at a beach on the north shore of the Ice Crown region of World of Warcraft.
We started off in a big, black stone, castle near the water. We had landed on the top and had to climb through the rooms in the wall to get to the bottom. The stairways were steep and had no railings.
At the bottom, a huge hole had been blasted through the wall. That was where people exited the building to get onto the beach.
As is true in real life, in the dream there were some Phoenix members who are less useful to the troupe then others there. They spent most of the climb down complaining about it. Other people were carrying the beach umbrella, cooler, chairs and other stuff. Still these people complained.
As we walked out onto the beach I lost my temper with them.
“This is the reason why I’m not going to bring you to Mobile this year,” I said to one of them. “You let other people do all the work, then complain about it.”
In the dream we had a new member who jumped between me and the ones I was pointing at. (Not someone I recognize in real life.)
“Me?” she said. “But, I carried the umbrella.”
“No, not you,” I said. “I’m talking to the others, get out of the way.”
“He shouldn’t talk to you that way,” one of the people I was talking to said. “He’s not a very good troupe leader.”
“Fine,” I said. “If that’s how you feel, then you’re fired and don’t have to deal with me any more.”
“Me?” the new member asked. “But, I just put up the umbrella.”
“No, not you!” I said. “I’m talking to them.”
I pointed at the other two who sat there on the sand staring back at me.
“Now, I’m going swimming,” I said.
The sand was a very nice fine grain yellow sand that was quite warm in the sun. At the high tide mark, it dropped about 3’ from where the water washed it away. So, I had to climb down to get to the water.
The water looked very blue, like warm water does. But, I knew that on the north shore of Northrend, it probably was cold.
“Watch out for the reef sharks,” one of the other people there said. “They don’t get much food up here, so humans swimming are a big draw for them.”
“We’re at the arctic circle,” I said. “There aren’t any reefs. Why are there reef sharks?”
“Just watch out for them,” the man said.
I waded into the water. It was so cold that it felt like needles pricking me everywhere the water touched.
“I’ll get used to it,” I thought to myself. So, I waded in deeper. It dropped off fast, so I was up to my thighs only five feet from shore.
It still hurt everywhere the water touched me.
I ran to shore and stood at the wall of sand at the high tide mark.
“How is the water?” one of the other troupe members asked.
“Painful,” I said. “It is very, very cold.”
“I’m still going in,” my wife said. “I didn’t come all this way to look at the ocean.”
She climbed down the sand wall and marched into the water.
“You’re right,” she said. “That’s cold.”
She went in a bit more than I did, but soon came out.
“Lets go sit in the sun a while,” she said.
We both started to climb up the sand wall, but it was very difficult as the sand crumbled away as we tried. So, we stood there half way up on it trying to scramble over.
“I bet this is how the sharks get people,” I said. “They wait for the tide to come in and get the people still stuck on this sand ridge.”
Dream ends

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[morgan-lafaye.livejournal.com]

Far too subtle.;)