For Me, Mostly

Mar 28, 2008 09:09

I rarely remember dreams, and even more rarely remember such intricate ones. So here's this, for myself mostly:

Choosing between two girls. The sexpot brunette and the intellectually voracious blonde, who's almost magical somehow. Living in old-school Nashville, or somewhere similar. Choose the brunette, dumbly. Realize my mistake, go chasing after the blonde. Find her living with a bunch of people in an old condo with a bunch of rooms. White walls everywhere. The room turns dark, and ghosts appear. There's some sort of simple battle, and the blonde helps me fight them off. Teaches me how to. Once a year, RAC can show up to try to defeat me, bring me back to the "dark side." But she's afraid of water. So I get away. Then we start exploring the house, which has more rooms than seem possible. Each time we open a door, we might be entering the darkness, and have to do battle. One room is large and old (like the attic from Neverending Story) and there's a big stone king with a red wand who hates me. I keep getting hit with his wand and "dying" but coming immediately back to life. Like a video game. I fly across the floor and let the blonde in, who opens a window and lets light in, which makes the stone king disappear. Then we end up on a giant basketball court, where people can fly just over the ground. A long pass comes in, and I miss it. There's a wise old black woman, too. And something about a wooden bridge over a city street. And my aunt Dorothy and uncle Jim show up at one point. Oh my. It lasted forever.
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