Footsteps (Franjo: A Journeyman Story – Mini-sode 116.5)

I thought I’d escaped all of this cryptic shit.

< Episode 116

“Where’s these match tickets you keep promising me, bru?” Calls Stevie as he sees me leaving Geen Rook Nie.

“I keep ringing you!” I laugh as I sidle over and take a knee to give Chappie the shaggy haired collie cross a fuss. “You keep dodging my calls, I’d imagine because you can’t be arsed to come fix the hot water!”

“Oh, that…” He says sheepishly. I get to my feet.

“I’ll do you a deal, you sort the hot water today and I’ll sort you a ticket for the Chippa match in a couple of weeks. Deal?”

“Deal”, he grins, heading past me through the gate. “If I get it done before you get back can Chappie come?”

“I’ll have a word”, I smile.

As I walk down the industrial street towards the Athlone my mind wanders back to the dream I had last night. In typical dream fashion it tried to slip away from my conscious mind as soon as I woke, but I leapt out of bed to write the details down. I’m not sure why, it just struck a chord with me.

I was walking in a world of bright whiteness. Everything was plain white in every direction, as far as the eye could see. I saw a flash as something ran right across my path and turned to see a big yellow dog running into the distance, leaving behind dark red/purple footprints on the white ground. I set off in a sprint chasing him, but he was too fast. I was losing ground and the big yellow dog was shrinking over the horizon.

I kept running full pelt as he became a distant speck in a sea of white. And then he stopped running. As I continued to sprint the figure of the dog grew larger and larger until I could make him out properly. He was sat at the end of the trail of dark red footsteps and had turned to face me. I kept going as fast as my legs could carry me until I was only feet from him… And then I was almost close enough to reach out and touch him…

And then I woke up. I thought I’d escaped all of this cryptic shit when I left Volcano Island.

Episode 117 >

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My name is Franjo. And I will be a Football Manager.

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