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This Is Not My Dream by TheMichaelMacRae This Is Not My Dream by TheMichaelMacRae
EDIT Oct 20 2011: Her boobs were driving me crazy, they sagged so far plus I don't like the grey shirt, I gave her gals a boost and gave her an undershirt thing to add some contrast

In the mid day sunlight that is leaking through the space between the window sill and the blinds, I am laying here. It is too hot. The air is stale and lifeless and I can see the dust settling on my dresser. It glows slightly as it lands. I can hear faint laughs coming from outside in the distance. Children I think. I want nothing more then to be with them but I am here instead. the thin white sheet covering me is tightly tucked in beneath the mattress on each side and takes some effort to free it.

I let my bare feet touch the soft carpeting and pause as I hear a woman's heavy steps walk past the door to my room. I do not want to be disturbed and I should not be up. I remove the tape from my wrist and pull out the needle with little satisfaction. I stand, sit, then stand again. My legs are weak. The small armoire across from the bed looks large enough. Seven feet away. Seven feet, seven miles, same to me.

The wood is cheap and scratches easily even with my dull old nails. I give it a knock, a second and a third. While I hold it for support I give the knob a turn. The knob is small and nailed in, it should not move with my little strength, though when have I given credence to such things? I feel younger already.

The door opens wide and I stand on my own two feet. I swing open the other. There is a dark tunnel made of cobblestone to the same dimensions of the armoire. I enter. I enter 50 years younger and free again. On hands and feet I scamper toward the light. I can't see past the bright light, I know not what is at the end of the tunnel and I don't care. A smile breaks out.

The tunnel ends and I dive forth into the sky. My old clothes, thin and salt stained, return as I spear into the ocean below. A clean dive with no splash. That is when I feel it. Something is amiss. I feel a slight sting, the water is darker then it was last time I was here; the steps to my home, harder sharper. This is different. I feel like this is not my world. I try not to notice but there are differences, things others would not notice but I do. The red velvet chair to my right is facing the corner. There are drawings on the floor here that I do not remember making. They appear to be of dragons. I don't understand, this is my home, where only I can go. What has happened?

I try to ignore it. I move down the halls and admire their tall ornate ceilings. I feel like I am being followed. I find my ball with the red star on it, I bounce it and it feels the same and makes me happy. I hear a foot step on the next floor up. I kick the ball and it bounces down the hall and around the corner. I try to keep my mind off the strangeness and I hear another step. I look behind me and up to find a trickle of grey dust float from the blue and yellow ceiling. The designs of dragons and stars seem to be less colorful then they were last time.

I continue forward with my eyes still fixed on the ceiling when I step on something meaty and slippery and I tumble backward. Upon recollecting myself I see the culprit. A fish, black, dead, dripping a dark liquid, and reeking like tar. I am shocked. It was not there before. The ceiling begins to drip black, and black is soaking up through the once beautiful carpet. It is cold and it pains my feet. Something is wrong I need to leave. I want to leave. I need to leave. I walk faster looking for a way out when a gust of wind brushes my hair and a heavy thump rumbles up my legs. A thin pillar of black shot down from the ceiling just beside me and more are coming. This isn't my home I shouldn't be here.

I need to find a door, something I can focus on to make an exit, any door will do. I head for the basement there are many cabinets down there big enough to crawl through. The floor is growing darker and there are more dead fish scattered everywhere I turn right at the next corner into the dining hall. I leap up onto the table to gather respite from the blackness. The smell of tar is filling my nose and I am losing feeling in my feet and hands. I can see my breath, it is getting colder.

Black pillars are filling the room and I leap for the staircase. Down it winds, much farther than it should, much farther than the basement is. I am thrust into waist deep ocean water. It appears I am beneath the mansion but it is not as I remember it. Stone bricks make up the supports and the ground feels as though it is made of mud but I can not see my feet through the water. The basement is open on all sides to the ocean air and grey light flickers off the black liquid. I do not feel safe. The water is colder than it should be and there is a heavy current, yet the surface is calm. I do not know where I am anymore, there is no exit here and I can not go back. I am scared.

I make a candle appear, it is what little I can do in this world now, and I light it with some of the remaining heat within me. It brings with it some comfort, some safety. But I do not feel safe at all. I feel things touching my legs and rustling my skirt. The tiny flame repells the black on the surface of the water and I can see now. There are fish, hundreds of them. The same as the ones I saw before but alive and hungry. Hungry for heat, hungry for life, hungry for me.

I am truly scared.
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skullfaceguy Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2015
What if the walls were made of fish?!
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Come on now, that would just be silly
skullfaceguy Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2015
It was just the first thing i thought they were made of...

And when i figured they weren't it looked that much more boring...

Great work!!
InVengefulEmbrace Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2015   General Artist
"Her boobs were driving me crazy"
I think you might have just made my day.
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Looking back at this, her tits are the least of her problems... anatomy wise.
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
That sounds like sexual innuendo. I mean I drew her bad in general
InVengefulEmbrace Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2015   General Artist
Applying anatomy has never been easy, most old masters used models for their work. It's a lot easier to get grilled on the web for bad boobs. (Anything can be offensive, I suppose)
Nils-Iver Featured By Owner May 26, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I hear you bro, tits drives me crazy too... ;)
HT1372 Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015  Student Artist
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duesterheit Featured By Owner Nov 14, 2014
tretham Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2014
werry awesome work :)
Goldeneyes2 Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2014
scary!  I have ichthyophobia  0_o  ha ha  so I would be very scared if I was her!
ekkiart Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2014  Student General Artist
I love your writings. I get lost in the worlds you create, that's something special, you have a true gift for both storytelling and breathtaking paintings.
sinnelius Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2014
they look cooteee
SoraLove Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
Holy!! I love it! Very well written and amazingly  painted!! :D
tigabelle Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2014
creepy! but stunning work!
LmonLimeCat Featured By Owner May 6, 2014
Is this an actual dream?
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner May 6, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Nope, only an imagined one... though are not all dreams imagined?

... in all seriousness, I made it up.
driftas Featured By Owner May 5, 2014
wow i'mma read that in a moment lol
SXGodzilla Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
dreams are made of snakehead fish..... i knew it! e_e

awesome story, awesome drawing.
wangssq Featured By Owner Apr 21, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Kaitogirl Featured By Owner Aug 15, 2013  Student General Artist
It's so amazing.... seriously, perspective wins! I don't know how to do that x33 And.... DAT FISH *w*
CriminalSpirit Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
What an amazing piece, I could say so many things about it that I don't know where to start! :lmao: Amazing perspective, and I love seeing under water as well above. The tones are perfect and love how murky the water is. Awesome detail with all the stones and I really like the lighting! :D I get shivers just looking at this, I can imagine walking through the chilly gross water knowing I could touch a slimy fish at any moment! :nod:
HeavenWu Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Wendigh0 Featured By Owner May 30, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I love this, the colors, the lighting, everything is perfect.
Insight-Perception Featured By Owner May 29, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This is a very moving masterpiece congradulations!
PaintingSunday Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012
This is incredible!!! The playing you did with the!
Linitha Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2011  Student Digital Artist
Absolutely fantastic.
IamAxiom Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2011  Professional Digital Artist
This piece has a fantastic atmosphere. Great work with the contrasts between colors and light and shadow. Definitely a fave :)
UndefinedError Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
jiangming Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
The painting makes me feel your feeling!
wolfmaster1 Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2011
That was very awesome and it drew me in reading the story! how creepy.
00mrz Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2011
thats scary o_o nice work, but the artist comment is too long to read it XD
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
No worries, it's a bit of a mouthful. Long story short, Old woman is weak and in bed. She has the ability to create and live in her own little dream world. She enters this dream world, but something is wrong, it might not be her dream. She can't find a way out and these ugly fish are popping up everywhere. fin. :S
00mrz Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2011
haha thanks, thats way more readable, anyways good stuff, congrats :3
Phisisturae Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2011  Student Writer
This is gorgeous, absolutely stunning and dras you into the work with a story!
May I feature this in my journal?
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
hybridinsurgency Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2010  Student Traditional Artist
Randomly journal featured! [link]
FreakEye Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2010
A Great and Creepy image, the detail in the surroundings is awsome. Well Done!
Mac25 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2010
hate you soooo uch man! why do i have nooooooo desire to create!? anyway it looks great and i faved it. hope to see yu next semester dood XD
Forgottev-Vestige Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2010
Snazzy. :3 Few grammatical errors in the story but very intriguing. You're definitely improving with each picture/story.
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2010  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Bahaha I wrote it in one sitting it's like a stream of conciseness. Merci beaucoup!
Forgottev-Vestige Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2010
You'll find the more you write, that when you write something all at once, it'll turn out better than over a period of time. ;) Something about consistency.

(By the way, it's spelled consciousness, not conciseness. Conciseness means being very deliberate in words, expressing a large amount in very few words. Just letting you know should you need the word in the next story - not being a grammar Nazi. D:)
TheMichaelMacRae Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2010  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Haha, when I tried spelling consciousness I got it wrong and used the auto correct and chose the top one I didn't read it over 0.o so many c's and s's

I'm really bad at sapelling. Certain words, no matter how many times I try to write them, they are always wrong... like just now I usually spell always "allways" and have to auto correct it afterward. Drives me mental.

and thankyou once again :D
Forgottev-Vestige Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2010
Heh, I know the feeling. In reality, it's a very simple thing to get past. The more you write, the more you'll learn to correct yourself. So long as you don't have that stupid automatic correction thing turned on. (I don't mean the red line and options to fix it. I mean something that'll automatically correct it to something else if you tell it to.)
Enotomology Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2010
It's so beautiful.
Ahnna Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2010   Digital Artist
Your art and your writing has become so mysterious and dreamy :) I love it, well done. The story and picture are both wonderful.
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