Warrior Queen...?

Seriously, I always thought the ‘Debut’ is going to be the only post in this blog.
Who would have thought, I managed to find time and idea to write today?
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Had a gruesome dream last night, or rather, very early this morning. Its all bits and pieces now, though:
Saw people celebrating my dad…
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Someone started to wreck havoc in the city/town/area…
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I went into a room with 6 or 7 strangers for protection. My sisters followed me, couldn’t see my parents anywhere. The strangers looked at us with all kinds of expression – one lady looked disgusted, a couple looked relieved, someone was excited, a guy looked like he had something up his sleeve in store for us!
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Somebody passed an arrow to me – too short for my arms. Then I got the bow – way too simple than the ones I normally use, almost like the ones I saw in Robin Hood movies. But it worked nonetheless, even better! I put an arrow through a guy outside of the room. Great, now I’m a murderer! If only I get paid for doing that, I’m so gonna charge a big sum of money… then I can retire easy…

Ok, back to the dream:
Someone in the room got shot in the torso – so much blood! After that I kept killing more and more people. All I thought was to protect myself and my sisters, but after a while I started enjoying it! (what’s that supposed to mean?)

Then, more blanks…
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A child from the enemy’s side went into my room. I was so scared, I stabbed a fork into his shoulder blade. More blood… and now I’m a child’s murderer…
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All the dead people outside disappeared. After a while they came walking in single file on the road outside, carrying candles. They looked so serene, I only felt fear. Now that I think about it, I’m jealous! These ‘undead’ came to my room, smiled at me and made me felt like I won. Saw my mom running towards me, with my youngest sister. No idea how she got out. My other sister had an arrow in her leg. I had one through my right arm – does that mean I'm died? Or is it really a victory?

I heard a humming sound on my left …

Dang, it’s the alarm!