Another dream.
I promised myself to the God of Mischief in Nordic mythology, Loki, to be his bride if he could stop Odin from being furious about something or other, I don't know what.
I expected him to not be able to do it.
He accomplished it, said "It is done.", then I found myself hanging upside down over a dark abyss, in the form of a ring, after he had claimed that all the times where I had told him that I loved him were lies, and I was to be punished.
I called out to the Goddess of Love and Women, Freya, that I had been wronged.
She turned me into a pearl and bounced me to freedom, in payback to Loki for how he had stolen the necklace Brísingamen.
Loki was enraged and chased after me.
I awoke, with a foreboding feeling in my stomach. Should I have promised myself to a God?
What does it mean?
I'm usually the kind of doubtful person. But it felt so real when I woke up, like I had been being chased.
Other than that. I was a zombie maid last night. Didn't go trick or treating, too old for that...
I got detention yesterday for the 4th time in the month. My parents nearly killed me. I cried so hard when I was given the detention that the other people who were getting detentions too probably thought I was insane.
-Sera
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