Dreams of Mars

[pyat]

I fell asleep on the train home today, while reading Out of the Silent Planet. I was very tired. I woke up at Oakville, with a clear memory of walking upwards towards the cold upper plains of Malacandra, to Augray's Tower.

That was pretty cool.

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[used_songs]

I guess dreams can wear their own grooves, too. I have recurring dreams about a couple of different dreamscape locations, and they always feel so familiar when I enter them each time.

[pyat.livejournal.com]

Likewise! I often have dreams set in a sort of fantastic version of my home city, with streets and streets filled with huge, rambling brick houses and bridges and observatories and the like.