My Dream
Okay, so this dream starts off with me coming out of the woods into a clearing, populated by some weird rat-people and a few human slaves. The rat-people lived on, around, and under this giant thing that looked a lot like a play structure that you would see in a park, except that it was about 3 stories tall, and about as wide as Trinity's ground floor.
The rat people weren't happy to see me, and wanted to burn me at the stake for trespassing. So they put me in this area beneath the "structure" they lived in that had been hastily converted into a cell until I could be excecuted. I just basically twiddled my thumbs for a while, this dream having a low emotional feedback.
Then, salvation! In the form of giant man (and rat-man) eating crows! Big crows! Crows the size of SUVs! These were nasty crows, with razor sharp beaks about four feet long. They started attacking and killing everyone. Now for some reason the cell only has three sides at this point in my dream. I guess the rat-people were nice enough to give me a chance to run. As it turns out the area I was being held in used to be a shelter for these kinds of attack. They gave up that idea when the crows just stuck their beaks in there to kill the rat people and drag them out for dinner.
Anyways, I figure I'm still safer where I am. One person runs in, and decides to stay despite being told by another "No, they come here now!" Then the crows find us. The fist crow stabs it's six foot beak into the small area me and the rat-man are hiding in. I dodge and nearly get jammed against the wall, but deftly step towards the crow and to the side of the beak before jamming some sort of stabbing weapon into its eye (a little bit of aikido showing up here, and throughout subsiquient crow incounters). I think the weapon was a 16" knife. That crow staggers back before dying. Intresting considering I didn't go deep enough to hit the brain, but it is just a dream after all.
Devin: 1. Crows: 0.
Two humans run into the place me and the rat-man are hiding. One is a girl who trips and does a very undignified face plant onto the ground. This is the only person I rememberd clearly after I woke up. She was about 16 to 17, really green eyes (too green for normal eyes now that I think about it), dark orangey-red hair, about half an inch shorter than me, and was wearing a jeans I think, and a green windbreaker over a grey hooded sweatshirt. Anyways she gets back up and hides with the other two useless people in there with me. Yes, I was kind of annoyed at the time, but had another giant crow to deal with.
Dodge beak. Stab the eye. Devin 2: Crows: 0.
After I take down a third crow, the rat-people and humans that were outside actually doing something (unlike those cowering behind me) have killed the rest of the flock of crows. I run up to an observation tower with another rat-thing (I guess I'm off the hook), and we look up just in time to see a huge flock of dozens of crows landing in the clearing. Picture the waves of WWII bombers flying over the cities. That's what it was like. I turn to the rat and convince him that a nomadic life in the forest to provide cover from the crows would be a smart course of action. He agrees and we set out to evacuate the villiage.
The End.
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Lots of Redwall undertones, with the giant animals and all. Some elements I can also trace back to recent experiances just before the dream. Overall I'm glad I wrote this dream down.
The rat people weren't happy to see me, and wanted to burn me at the stake for trespassing. So they put me in this area beneath the "structure" they lived in that had been hastily converted into a cell until I could be excecuted. I just basically twiddled my thumbs for a while, this dream having a low emotional feedback.
Then, salvation! In the form of giant man (and rat-man) eating crows! Big crows! Crows the size of SUVs! These were nasty crows, with razor sharp beaks about four feet long. They started attacking and killing everyone. Now for some reason the cell only has three sides at this point in my dream. I guess the rat-people were nice enough to give me a chance to run. As it turns out the area I was being held in used to be a shelter for these kinds of attack. They gave up that idea when the crows just stuck their beaks in there to kill the rat people and drag them out for dinner.
Anyways, I figure I'm still safer where I am. One person runs in, and decides to stay despite being told by another "No, they come here now!" Then the crows find us. The fist crow stabs it's six foot beak into the small area me and the rat-man are hiding in. I dodge and nearly get jammed against the wall, but deftly step towards the crow and to the side of the beak before jamming some sort of stabbing weapon into its eye (a little bit of aikido showing up here, and throughout subsiquient crow incounters). I think the weapon was a 16" knife. That crow staggers back before dying. Intresting considering I didn't go deep enough to hit the brain, but it is just a dream after all.
Devin: 1. Crows: 0.
Two humans run into the place me and the rat-man are hiding. One is a girl who trips and does a very undignified face plant onto the ground. This is the only person I rememberd clearly after I woke up. She was about 16 to 17, really green eyes (too green for normal eyes now that I think about it), dark orangey-red hair, about half an inch shorter than me, and was wearing a jeans I think, and a green windbreaker over a grey hooded sweatshirt. Anyways she gets back up and hides with the other two useless people in there with me. Yes, I was kind of annoyed at the time, but had another giant crow to deal with.
Dodge beak. Stab the eye. Devin 2: Crows: 0.
After I take down a third crow, the rat-people and humans that were outside actually doing something (unlike those cowering behind me) have killed the rest of the flock of crows. I run up to an observation tower with another rat-thing (I guess I'm off the hook), and we look up just in time to see a huge flock of dozens of crows landing in the clearing. Picture the waves of WWII bombers flying over the cities. That's what it was like. I turn to the rat and convince him that a nomadic life in the forest to provide cover from the crows would be a smart course of action. He agrees and we set out to evacuate the villiage.
The End.
*******
Lots of Redwall undertones, with the giant animals and all. Some elements I can also trace back to recent experiances just before the dream. Overall I'm glad I wrote this dream down.