I managed not to fall asleep last night! I stayed here the whole time! I'm tired though, so I'll keep this post short.
So where was I? Oh yeah, that stupid wolf. That thing supplied me with food for a month and some clothes. After that fight, and the initial few days of trying to recover from the cold and exertion (I don't care if I spelled that wrong), that winter wasn't really so bad. I had a wolf skin cloak going, and I had plenty of good meat (meaning the organs as well). At one point there were even some young helots who wanted revenge or something; wanted to rebel. I was, um... scouting a nearby little village of their's and over heard them. I decided to intervene for the sake of Sparta. That wolf cloak was died red from that night onward. I was feeling the power of a warrior. I felt ready for anything.
But right now, I don't. I just want to sleep. But I'm afraid if I do, I'll go somewhere else again. I saw something on lucid dreaming (a dream where you know you're dreaming, and strange things can happen), so I'll be reading more of that. Maybe I can find an answer to this. And stop it...
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