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Monsters & Men

September 3

There were two kingdoms at war with each other, but it was not the people who fought the battles. It was a King from both sides, a group of princes, and a princess on each side. One nation was the human side; this was the kingdom I followed. The other was full of monsters with human qualities.


After a very intense skirmish that occurred just a few minutes prior, the beast-men wandered into our territory on the hunt for some form of retribution for our assault. From a hideout in the caves, we looked down upon the beast and plotted our next move.


The young King decided that he would take a smaller group from among the bunch, princes only, and invade the neighboring kingdom a second time with much darker intentions than before. He did not want to tell the princess of his plan, nor his advisor (another prince), knowing full well that they would oppose him. He was right. 


"This is more than a war between nations; it is a war within yourself. Don't do this." the wise prince pleaded with the King. But the King did not listen. Raging rivers of the blood of men and monsters might be the only thing loud enough to wake the King from his recklessness, and then again, maybe not.


I wonder what made the King act so stubbornly and so monstrously? What battle was the King facing inside himself?

  • Apathy

  • Arrogance

  • Greed

  • Ignorance (Heartlessness)

  • Pride

  • Shame

These are some possible ideas, but I honestly don't know. It could have been any of these, none of them, or some horrible amalgamation of all of those feelings at once. Regardless, whatever happens in the waking world, I hope I win those inner battles as they come.

Here are a few other dreams circulated around the topic of race.
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