Finally I got some decent sleep last night! I let my cat come into the room as I was getting into bed and cuddled her for a little before she decided to abandon me.
I fell asleep quickly and began to dream. It started where I was walking across the bridge that overlooked the river in the valley, and suddenly I heard voices and footsteps but they were no where to be found. That was when I realized that they were in my head.
They were marching sounds and soldiers chanting and suddenly I burst out shouting:
“The Caroleans are coming! The Caroleans are coming! I must go to them!”
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| Unfortunately I never saw anyone dressed like them in this dream so it made me wonder why I was saying the Caroleans were coming if none of them were actually in this dream! |
People were starting to stare and get uncomfortable with it. One woman even tried to restrain me to come to my senses, but I pushed her away and started running so fast, until I spun around and next thing I knew, I was flying over the valley and fast like a speeder.
I heard shouts from behind but I continued to fly faster. Then, it became dark and I started to sing as I flew over uneven lights, on the ground, which could only be lights on the tracks of rollercoasters. I looked down listening to the screams and started to sing Carolus Rex while soaring over the theme park. At one point I felt like I lost my voice, as there are some times in dreams where I try to sing, speak, or shout and I can’t. While I sang, I eventually soared higher above the clouds briefly and started looping, spinning, and flipping, just like the last major vivid dream I had like this.
Eventually I landed at what appeared to be a train station for a quick breather. That was when someone pinned me to the ground to try and get me to snap out of it. I thought it was the same woman earlier who thought I was crazy. I was like “Never! I need to be there! I have to see them!” then I managed to break free and take off flying once again into the night.
Soon, I came to a great sea, which could only be to me the Atlantic ocean. That’s right, there’s only one place to go and that is Sweden. Suddenly, in my mind I saw the city of Stockholm right in front of me and only a river-sized gap of water separating me from the city. It was like the whole landscape had been altered to save time on the journey. I flew across the “river” and landed in the city. There I started looking around for any signs of these Caroleans.
I may not be familiar with Swedish history, and I would probably have to listen to the album again to really absorb the story behind each song, but I still knew what these soldiers looked like. I wandered the streets in excitement and I was starting to see black armored knights patrolling. At this point I began to realize in this dream, that the Caroleans I was looking for were not the actual soldiers, but Sabaton. I got this idea when the band’s Swedish fan club called themselves the Swedish Caroleans.
There, I figured that these knights knew where the band was. I leaned up against the wall in an alley with a dumpster, and waited for one of them to pass by. As soon as the moment came, I tackled the knight, pulled him into the alley, knocked him out and took his armor. Once I had donned it, I started following where all the other knights were going. That led me to a store with a large black curtain. There were people speaking Swedish and I heard a few voices I recognized, including Jocke and Chris.
The knights were gathering behind the black curtain, and keeping my helmet on so no one would suspect I was a fan in disguise, I pushed the curtain aside to enter the room and found myself standing in a square-shaped fenced courtyard and the band was getting ready to rehearse. Jocke was at the mic and seemed to stop like this when I came in.
When Tommy instructed where each knight was to stand guard, that was when I woke up from this dream. I felt like I wanted to sleep in to let it continue but instead I had to get up. I’ve always been a morning person, ever since I started my pharmacy technician program!
That’s it for now, I’m off to the cottage tomorrow. You might still hear from me, and also maybe I should write something tomorrow as there is a certain movie I recently came to love last year, and tomorrow is its anniversary!
Anyway, it was good to have another vivid Sabaton dream!
👽Emily
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