I had a really weird dream last night. I wasn't in it at all, it more like watching a movie or something. It was back in, I don't know, Renaissance time or something? One thing I noticed was that the colors were all pretty bright. Not quite Inuyasha bright, but does anyone know what Tales of the Abyss looks like? No? Okay, moving on. It started out in a castle thing, and there were these two young princes, brothers. The oldest one had dark hair that went to mid back, and he looked about nine years old. The younger one had reddish-brown hair in a short hair tie, and he was around six or seven. Then there was the oldest one's friend. This kid had curly gold hair and he was a little chubby. And I think he had just lost a tooth. Anyway, the brothers didn't get along well at all. They were always fighting. Sometimes just yelling, and sometimes actually attacking each other. What I can remember is them fighting in the castle halls. The older one's friend didn't like fighting, but he was kind of helping the younger prince. They had little wooden daggers and swords and stuff. But the oldest one beat them anyway. Then he started getting after his friend for going to the other brother's side. Then the brothers started to wrestle again. And then their mom the queen came and started getting after them. Evidently it wasn't good publicity for the next heirs of the throne to fight like that. She was worried that news would get out that they were fighting again. Then the oldest prince started talking about how they can stop the news from getting out because of rule 417, which was a privacy rule or something. So the brothers went to the castle town thing and into a small shop. The shop keeper was a little old man with crazy white hair and glasses. He started talking to the princes and the oldest one had to remind him to call them 'majesty' or 'highness' or whatever. Anyway, then the older one started acting scared. He picked up a bell but dropped it and it shattered. Then he picked up a small clock/watch thing. Then he got really frightened of something and put it down and ran out the door. In the corner of the town to the east were the remains of a really old tower. There was still a large fireplace in it. But the older prince started running toward there. A few people tried to stop him, but he pushed them and kept running. The he got the tower and the fireplace. He didn't really want to go in, but it was like something was pulling or calling him or somethin'. So he went in through the back, but it closed behind him. No one knew where he went and couldn't find him. But he was in a completely new place, and there were a buch of creepy people there. The leader was a lady that always wore white and had half-rimmed glasses. They started teaching the prince swordsmanship and a little bit of magic. Then the dream skipped ahead about ten years. The younger brother was now around sixteen or seventeen years old. Since his older brother had disappeared, he had started acting rebellious. He spent most of his time practicing fighting and stuff. He was a very angry young man, and he had cut off his nice hair. Everyone was concerned because with the other brother gone with eveyone assuming he was dead, he was next in line to become king. They had set up a small building as a memorial to the older prince. It was made up of white stone and there were pillars and angels carved into it. Inside was pretty simple. On the left and right were little rectangle pools built into the walls filled with water. In the middle a narrow crimson carpet was laid leading up to a small pedestal with his crown on it. Behind that was a portrait of him. And there were small trees growing and either sides of it. The younger prince was walking past and saw that the door to the building was slightly ajar. So he went in and saw someone placing flowers under the pedestal. It was the older prince's blond friend, all grown up. Then the scene changes and the lady that always wore white and glasses that kidnapped the older prince was walking around the castle, smirking. She passed a young woman, and as she did the other woman turned and stared at her, like something was wrong, she just didn't know quite what. This new woman and short brown hair a little below her ears and glasses. She was wearing a dark red suit that matched her glasses. And back to the older prince. He was all grown up, too, and the it looked like the weird people had got two other boys around the same age as the prince. It seemed like they had been their almost as long as the prince was, though now they were about the same age, 19, and they were being taught the same things. One was named Geovanni and he wanted to leave, back to the normal world. He tried to run and fight, but the weird people wouldn't let him. All the rest I remember is the two brothers thinking about the other one. It was kind of a sad dream, because even though they fought a lot and seemed to dislike each other, they didn't want to be separated. There is no way I'll be able to get the feeling down in words. The whole dream was really vivid and detailed. I know there was a whole rest of a story there, but I woke up to soon. I don't remember any names besides Geovanni, so that whole story up there must have been pretty confusing. I think the older prince's name began with an R, and the lady with brown hair that wore red might have been named Marshmellow. It was a really strange dream....

Anyway, other that that. One of our hens hatched some eggs. We have six chicks, four place with yellow markings, and two plain yellow. They're pretty cute.

If any of you have an dreams you think are cool or something, I really like hearing people's dreams. ....and that's about it.

Have a good day, yo.

Echo out.