Oddly enough, my squadron has been coming into less and less contact with the enemy. Due to this, some of the men have become more 'wild', I guess you could say. They behave oddly every now and then. They laugh more often, I noticed. This leaves me in peace to write and catch up on any lost sleep.
-And of course this leads to some odd dreams. Sometimes they are simple, daily tasks that I can no longer preform; yet other times I see myself fighting large beasts that even the strongest mages refuse to fight.
These dreams have only started a couple weeks ago, just before entry ten was written. It is a surreal experience. I cannot control my own body, yet I do not feel panicked. I get the feeling that I will be fine, and that my body knows what to do.
I move through these dreams with fluidity I did not know was possible. Each and everyone I have seen seem to repeat itself at a point in time. There are too many dreams to even consider writing it all dowb, as I do not want to waste ink.
Though I will note, some dreams cut short, ending with the glare of a beast staining itself in my sight. I see it for several minutes after I awaken.
These thoughts burden me throughout the day, and oftentimes make me feel as if I have done something before I have actually done it.
These dreams are invading my life and I have more important things to be focusing on rather than foolish thoughts.
And yet... I still cannot help but feel like they are a part of me... A piece of a puzzle that has finally found itself where it belongs...ns 126.96.36.199da2