For some seriously freaky harpies! *shudder* it’s been a long time since I’ve had a dream that freaked me out enough for me to NOT want to go to the toilet. Yes – I’m one of those – no I don’t watch horrors anymore.. or much more anyway ;p
With spidery bat like wings and at least the size of me these nasty creatures (well all creatures have their place in Sytas – but I don’t have to like them!) attack villages and slaughter the inhabitants and stock. They carry the corpses back to their nesting places in trees high in the mountains and hang them in sacks they create from a disgusting sticky membrane they expel. Then the corpses are left to rot until they are almost liquefied at which point the harpies feast on them.
Okay so I woke from that dream half terrified cause it takes me a moment to register I’m in bed. Then I have that ridiculous fear of moving least a harpy hiding under the bed pounce… Hey I’m not saying they’re rational fears! It took about an hour to relax after that dream and wow are those images stuck in my head *shudder* It’s fantastic as I’ve been working on the idea of a nasty flying creature but I just couldn’t ‘see’ it quite yet.
Problem now solved!!
And I won’t deny to actually dream of been on Sytas – as Catherine – was very cool. Of course the inane running and shrieking I did was very UN Catherine like.. but hey – I’m only human *grin* and while she might have ten years jujitsu under her belt as well as the ability to shoot fire at will – I SURE AS HELL DON’T!!
Still as methods go, dreams are one of the coolest ways to get inspiration. Because right there in the moment they are SO darn REAL!
Okay it’s bed time now, I’m off to get ready and make Glenn check under the bed and in the closet…