East Coast Wobble

Dreamed on 15.11.30.0839 Rachel and I enter the crowded chamber just as the country's national anthem starts to play. We realize (with delight) that the king and his retinue are in this chamber. As all the citizens around us sing loudly and happily, the king begins to dance, fluff his outfit, and effectively expand his silhouette like and angel beginning to raise its wings -- his clothing is now about twice as wide and his shoulders are a quarter taller than his height. As the song ends he somehow explodes all the extra space in his clothing out in a burst of pine branches which the crowd rushes to gather. Rachel and I acquire some, but most have lost most of their needles. The only really good branch we find has to be defended carefully.

Dreamed on 2016.12.25.0716 In the middle of a war. I'm using daggers. Many are using swords. Some are using pistols (like in the D&D setting I'm in). Our side is losing, it seems, and then I get stabbed in the side -- the dagger still sticking out of me. Everyone hesitates for a moment and we know the end of everything for our side is imminent. One man swings a sword at me, but I manage to catch it, redirect his motion, disarm him, decapitate him, and decapitate the man on the other side of me. I fight with someone for a pistol (as he drops it on the floor), then efficiently take out several more. We ultimately win and I get seen my a doctor (at first he says I'm fine, but then I show him the wound. He checks it out a bit, cleans it, but doesn't sew it up, then tells me to rest while he sees "more serious injuries" and I'm not sure if this is true or a polite way of saying I have no hope. But I did well. I lay down and rest.

Dreamed on 2016.12.22.0501 reading a story in which macduff kills smaug (who is actually tom riddle who killeded his other 6 brothers and turned them into pet dragons and he's human)

Dreamed on 15.11.17.2352 In a large supermarket? or movie theater? Struggling to get out among the masses of people in light of the event. I make it back to the house earlier than Rachel and start securing the house--see her, greet her excitedly, finish securing the house together. Realize that one of the rooms (the greenhouse-y room where we grow... peppers? mushrooms? something like that that we've managed to grow in this dusty world--is open to the outside except for flaps of plastic and can't be secured. Men show up in motorcycles and we hide and listen and watch as they find the greenhouse and talk about the vegetables--they leave without taking any, but we know they'll be back now. What can we do in this world if we don't want to live by violence, but we still want to live?