Regrettably I’ve not been able to post recently, or write, as I found myself as an emergency sent straight into hospital. Now I will admit that I am one of those unfortunate souls that live in an area with a questionable hospital but that’s all beside the point; I found myself sat in the wards quaintly named ‘Day Room’ with my boyfriend exhausted beyond belief and allowing my mind to wander while he watched tv. I was amazed with the amount my poor fuzzy mind dreamed while I was in my semi conscious/starting to become angry state and I have to say my mind reflected this.
To begin with it was something simple; my mind had somehow managed to combine Patrick Stewart’s Jean Luc Picard with the Assassins Creed franchise which made a very different assassin (make it so brother and I will engage with the Creed). Then Russel Howard managed to elbow his way into my mind and became Danny in Grease but it was set in the 23rd Century. I admit that though I was bordering on unconscious even I was worried where my mind was taking me.
Eventually my writer’s mind managed to win control over the sordid mess and I started to see a dark World. The skies were overcast with dark grey, brown tinged cloud. The ground was immense, the scenery going on beyond sight, but the World was flat with immense evil claws protruding from both sides. Eventually we see a man and woman fighting with lethal looking blades dressed in leather and armour with long leather coats. They fight until the man grows tired and drives away on his hover bike.
I am starting to wonder if it was my fevered imagination or another novel idea taking shape. Either way it made my hospital stay more entertaining 🙂
What do you think?
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