Dream - Wings

I've written down some notes on a dream I had around 2 weeks ago - I've made a text outta it while I could still remember the Details.

Nose running, throat hurting stomach upset I've decided to lay down and sleep, I'ts 4AM after all and I've got classes 10AM... normally 8AM, but yeah I don't wanna go to maths. Whatever, I set Alarm to 8 and lay down. Say the usual enchant I've come to say always before sleeping, ridiculously cheesy and inappropriate. "oyasuminasai ohime-sama". It'a kind of a signal for my body to calm down and actually go sleeping. Else I could stay up all night.

Sleep didnt come easy. Fucking cold i thought over and over.

I woke up lying on my stomach. On a wide grassy landscape, some distant forest, a road nearby. A Girl standing besides me, looking away to a hill. She seems kind of strange but I dont know why, and starts walking away. Theres no footsteps, just sound of the gentle wind. I decide to get up and follow her, but as I stand up I get drowsy and fall down. My left knee hits a stone or something, and pain emerges. Shes walking quite fast I notice, and so I somehow get up and hurry after her. No idea why even. She seems to know where she walks, yet she seems so lost. She really is fast, I cant really get close before we enter the forest. In there it's pretty dark, but the wind has fallen silent and I notice her tiny, almost silent footsteps, and follow them.

After a while I reach a clearing in the forest, theres a little hill and some kind of lake. I see the girl, shes in there naked, washing herself, looking in the opposite direction of me. Then I realize. Whats strange about her. On her back, theres gently shining white-greenish wings, that seem so out of proportion for her. Shes a head smaller than me, yet her wings are longer than i am tall. I watch in awe for I don't know how long, gazing at the water reflecting the moon, her wings, her skin... she seems to be quite young, I feel ashamed for watching all of a sudden. I look away, lean against a tree and watch the sky. Just listening to the sounds of the wind blowing, birds chirping and her washing herself, getting lost in thought. Then, shes standing In front of me. Clothed again. Her wings behind her, kind of blinding me in the otherwise gloomy forest. Shes looking at me, puzzled. "Do you want, too?", she asks. I don't even realize what she means when she immeadeately grabs my arm, pulls me up and starts running to the lake, pulling me with her. Before we're walking into the waterm her wings start moving, and with an unreal power behind that movement im being dragged up harshly, quickly gaining height... until after just a couple of seconds I can barely see the forest underneath anymore. Shes laughing, looking at me, how surprised, amazed, and fearful at the same time I'm looking. Then she just lets herself fall down, pulling me with her. As we're accelerating I'm losing my breath, I want to shout at her, insult her, I'm so scared, I've always feared heights, I didn't agree on this, and...

I'm waking up, lying in the grass again, stomach down. Shes standing near me, this time looking at me, giggling. I'm so terrified I can barely kneel, supporting me with my arms. I'm nauseous, I'm vomiting. That flight fall wa sway too much. The fear of being crushed on impact is still too vivid in my every limb. I start crying. She stops laughing, "I didn't, it, I, ... Sorry, please, " shes stuttering and kneels down besides me. I'm getting up and walking a few steps and sit down again just to get away from the vomit, shes following me and sits down in front of me, a sad look on her face. "I... I didn't know. Sorry. I should have waited for your answer, and... been more careful." "Are you... an angel?" I ask without listening. "I might have been one, once." She says. I try to grab her hand, but she evades my motion perplexedly, giving me a weird look. "May I touch your wings? They seem so nig for you... not like in all the storys where little wings would be enough." "You can't, she says. It'd be... strange." But I've already walked behind her, touching the wings carefully. They feel just like feathers, weak, light, and vulnerable. Shes tensing up, and her face turns red. "I got to go.. maybe we see each other again someday" she says, jumping up, flapping her wings and rushing up to the sky so quickly that I'm loosing track of her in seconds.

In my hand remains a glowing feather, in my body the terror of falling, and in my mind her naked image in the lake. I lay down. Not sure what happened.