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While working on my X Years Ago Today post for today, I stumbled across last year's "review of the year in a sentance"

The exact wording I used to explain was "So, unless there's something from the last 12 months that you really want to know about, I'm going to skip doing a nice big wordy post this year, and give you the one sentence summery of the past twelve months:"

Last year? Sorcy got into college, met her clone, made some bad decisions, made some good decisions, survived her first semester at college, and didn't die.

This year?

Sorcy started dating two utterly amazing people, went to a bunch of cons, got a job at a thrift store, traveled to North Carolina to see one of her favourite musicals, made friends with the right people and continued to enjoy school, a lot.

~Sor
MOOP!

X Years Ago Today

Four years ago today, it was again 2005. And I was having one of the very few dreams I've had that I thought were worthy of being a story somehow.

At the end of the dream, just before I was woken up, the basic storyline was that I was the 16-17 year old daughter in a family of three. I had a younger brother who was about...8ish? maybe younger. And an older "brother" who was about 20 and a vampire. He was going downstairs one night and I saw that he had turned translucent (apparently vampires turn translucent when their indoors and hit by moonlight) and I was trying to remember what you said to vampires in the moonlight to make them dissapear.

I did, but by this point he was out of the moonlight. He was effectivly trapped though since the stairs were completely moonlit and I was just waiting for him to step out of the dark.

Unfortunately, the vampire story market was saturated long before the Twilight mania of the last year, making me slightly reluctant to work on this one. It was meant to be set in Colonial times, though, and I very like the idea of a vampire who is unmasked by the moon. Despite the length of time since I had the dream, I still remember a lot of details --I cast herb magiks to defend my younger brother from my older, things like lines of salt across doorways and the interiors of rooms, for instance. I don't think I was specifically magikal in the dream, just aware of a lot of the old wives tales that actually worked.

I wish I could better recall the phrase I needed to say to banish him --I think it boiled down to "Vampire go home" and would certainly only work when he was revealed by the light of the full moon.

~Sor
MOOP!

(Apropos of nothing, this was the first XYAT that I had significant trouble picking which entry to do. The runner up was probably me asking what the best musical I'd never seen was. Four years later, and I've seen four of the five musicals mentioned. I think my new list is topped by Title of Show and Evil Dead.)