What's the most epic dream that you recorded or remember?
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Apr 21st 2010
I'll do this summary at the beginning since it will make more sense, the summary is what I realized from piecing the whole dream together, or things I just knew in the dream to begin with. There was a great war going on, with camps like the one I describe all over, all building a great war machine to smash the world. The leader race can only be described as a hybrid between Dominions 3 R'lyeh Early-Age, without the water component, and the covenant from the halo series. Their war machine was derived from several races, all taking different roles in the army. The trolls were footsoldiers, the minotaurs scouts and shock troops, with the R'lyeh beings at the top. Even the R'lyeh (not what they're called, but there's no equivelant in this world) had castes in their race, with more devolved ones being drones and servants to the higher ones. (Think "the broken" in the Draenai, from Warcraft lore.) The drones were shorter, fatter, had white skin, tribal markings and were less powerful and more stupid than the higher castes. There was a more functional drone, looking the same but taller and thinner, but with hardly any mental capacity to control others. I was part of one of many small groups fighting and sabotaging and gathering information about their armies covertly, large groups attacking never worked because they succumbed to mental control. So each one of us was put through mental training long before this assignment ever started. I don't know what group I was with before this, but I was the newest member to the current group, and hardly trusted because of reputation. I was weakest physically so had to use my other skills to keep alive and fulfill the mission. We were sabotaging some sort of machinery in a camp that was infinitely more defended than we thought, because their war machine was going much faster than our generals ever thought, and moving in different ways. ON TO ZE DREAM--->
I was this vigilante in a group of them, but I was sorta an outcast even in the group because I did things by horrible methods that others didn't, like murdering semi-innocents for the greater good and leaving my allies when it suited. We were in the middle of an enemy camp and they were trying to open the gates to escape, I was hiding nearby when they started fighting. I kept to the shadows killing what I could by not being seen, then this ogre creature attacks again and again and I fall to the ground twice, feigning death while the rest of the group is captured and sent to the jail in the camp.
I lay there in the bones near all the other ogres, which are the footsoldiers for an even more horrible covenant of creatures. My stomach area has been split open by a blade, but I still don't die. I have to keep my eyes open and in the same expression as there are ogres sitting 3ft from me, eating rations and setting campfires in the night. Near morning, an ogre comes to me with a cup and grins, and then takes the 'soup' of blood and entrails from my stomach to eat. I pretend to be dying, and beg him to take me to the grave pit to die. He's not smart, and agrees while grinning stupidly.
As we round a corner, the ogre carrying my 'corpse', I manage to grab some sort of healing coin from my belt, and use it to return to a better health. I take a dagger from my belt, I am left-handed in the dream also, and stab the ogre neatly through the neck. It falls to its knees in the grave site and dies. I quickly slink to the shadows and set about freeing my party.
We are then escaping, and past the camp are two paths seperated by a great metal fence, with what seems like a football pitch in the middle which is used for legion discipline and such. To the far left and right of the paths there are sloping trees, you can't path up them.
Most of my party go to the left, then I see great minotaurs chasing
us. They are huge, 3 times the size of a normal man and run as fast as a horse, we have no chance. First I see one, then more heading to my party, I turn a different way from them and leap onto the metal fence like some acrobat. Three of the minotaurs chase me, leaping from fence to fence, terrifying in their ferocity, and they ride huge and shining black horses, like nightmares from uo but huge and with longer and thinner legs and snouts. I leap to the top-right corner of the fence and look back to see that my group are on horseback and are escaping through a different route.
I jump into the building at the end of the fence andfootball pitch. It's a flimsy metal structure, with several different compartments and a central shaft for a pulley lift that isn't working. I'm on the top level, so have to climb between boxes. It's the camp's storage of meat. In living form. I set to work of slitting the throats of every lamb there is, they are like lambs but furless and with camel-like snouts and a few of the mothers of them are on the level below. There is a peasant woman hiding in one of the stalls who I find and almost kill on accident and surprise, she looks at the carnage and starts weeping, saying that I am a horrible murderer. I tell her to escape from this place as fast as she can, and then I leave aswell.
As I climb the final hill back into civilization, there are three 'drones' of the leader race that heads the whole army, the ogres and inotaurs are just soldiers in it. The drones of the true race are fat and short, white and thick-skinned with black tribal markings over their torsos and shoulders, small yellow cat-like eyes and upended mouths, like a fish with pointed teeth. The race has mind control, and each word of there's revertebrates inside your head. There are two drones blocking the path, and a taller, more refined, but still a drone, gives me a message. They make as if they will stop me if I pass, so I slow down and listen to the message. They needn't do anyway, they weren't taking any chances, because I go further and from the stairs over the wall to the left, one of the 'true' ones of their race appears to me.
He is more human in appearance but with blue skin, incredibly muscled, with a black and red cloth belt, spikes that seem 'alive', almost like tentacles, coming from holes in its chest and shoulders. We met before. The sun is almost gone down over the hills and forest. He tells me some things I can't remember now, warnings about the actions I'm taking. His voice is infinitely more loud and serene than the drones, the most perfect sound one could hear but with a ghostly reverberation. His mouth and eyes are taken up by the strange spike-like tentacles, and there are bony ridges on his skull and cheekbones which distort them into a distinctly non-human state.
Then he brings out several people to the side of him. They are mesmerized,(it takes a lot of control to withstand the force of their control), and hold small thin blades in each hand, and wearing white dresses. They look dazed. I'm about to try and kill the creature in front of me, but I see the women, they just start walking into this busy road with the tiny thin and sharp blades resting in their hands, not caring. Some get hit, cars swerve to avoid them, but it's getting darker and darker. I run into the road holding out my hands to the oncoming cars to stop, but it doesn't seem to make much difference.
There are buildings either side of the road, as if the path up here just opened out into the middle of a normal town. He's laughing his head off, inside my head. I have a splitting headache and my vision keeps turning to colours. Some of the hypnotised people are walking towards buildings, houses, and banging on them with their fists, scraping the door with the knives. Some others get the knives and jam them into their own eyes while still holding a neutral expression like they didn't care. Anyone who answered their door gets the same treatment, and I'm still running in the road trying to grab the people out of the way, but when I do they slash at me with the knives so I try to help in the town and tell everyone (the sane, unmesmerized people) to get the hell out of dodge.
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