Barrow-Down Dreams

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

So I'm dreaming of being forced to dance on the backs of Galapagos sized snapping turtles in standing water. Normal enough, right?

But then I go into my grandparents' cabin and who should be sitting on the couch but Macalaure! Crazy!

On the far side of the cabin, in the kitchen, I see Rikae baking something with my grandma.

From the guest bedroomish direction, out walks Rikae's daughter, Lommy!

I hide my amazement and think to myself, they must either be secretly related to me, know my grandparents, or were driving along and got lost and my family invited them to stay forever.

So Rikae and Lommy went outside or something (but otherwise totally disappeared) and I tried to make polite conversation with Mac, but I'm conversationally inept around my family, so it was a little stilted.

"So I see we're playing werewolf together..."

"Yes."

And there was an awkward silence.

And then more sentences of the sort.

And then he started to talk in German, but I don't know German, and my grandmother yelled at me for being rude to the guests.

And I'm not entirely sure if my mother approved of me meeting all of you, even though you were visiting my grandparents.

Ahh, my mind.

[Thinlómien]

Now, Fea, that was funny.

I had a dream that it was Rune's birthday and everybody wanted to send him video clips featuring Gimli from the LotR movies. Someone (Nerwen?) sent him a clip in which Galadriel, Legolas (I think I was him but I'm not sure) and Gimli were walking in a forest. Galadriel told Gimli to do various things and he always obeyed nicely. Then a white canine creature came and Galadriel said "now, Gimli, take that piece of meat from the warg" but I remember the creature looked suspiciously like a dog to me...

[Macalaure]

"So I see we're playing werewolf together..."

"Yes."

And there was an awkward silence.

Sadly, that does sound quite like the kind of conversation one could have with me.

Why are you people dreaming of Rikae and me all the time? Give us some privacy!

[Legate of Amon Lanc]

Today, I had a Downish dream. I had several even in the days before, but I don't remember them. From the one I had today I remember only two episodes: First, I was talking in French with Lhuna and it was really very bad as I did not seem to be able to put together a simple sentence. Second, Lommy complained in a PM that I received from her (as response to my PM), that I did not use enough smileys in that PM I sent her.

[Thinlómien]

Originally Posted by Legate of Amon Lanc

Second, Lommy complained in a PM that I received from her (as response to my PM), that I did not use enough smileys in that PM I sent her.

The night before last night I had a long and vague un-BD dream which featured a short episode with Mithalwen as a fairy godmother living in a creepy ghost manor full of spider webs and Nogrod playing a strategy computer game called "Commodus" against Legate in the internet.

[Legate of Amon Lanc]

Originally Posted by Thinlómien

The night before last night I had a long and vague un-BD dream which featured a short episode with Mithalwen as a fairy godmother living in a creepy ghost manor full of spider webs and Nogrod playing a strategy computer game called "Commodus" against Legate in the internet.

I just have to point out one thing: please look carefully at the syntax of the sentence. The second part obviously says "...living in a creepy ghost manor full of spider webs and Nogrod"

[Thinlómien]

^Now that is what I would call nit-picky...

Anyway, I had two BD dreams last night. The first one was quite horrible, the second one quite crazy.

In the first one, I heard about an explosion there had been in the healing houses of Rivendell (which was situated in Idaho). My first reaction was: "Oh my god, Brinniel was there!" I wanted to find out if she was alright, so I and my three closest friends tried to find a hospital from which we could call some Idaho hospital. It was quite difficult and I was thinking all the time: "I hope Brinn's not dead, I hope Brinn's not dead..." Aganzir (being one of those three friends) was thinking other things: "I just pity Oddwen. She has a horrible flu and no one's paying any attention to her - everybody's just thinking about Brinniel. Poor Oddwen, this always happens to her." We didn't find a hospital, but we found a library and I dashed to a computer and went to check BD, LiveJournal and Facebook if there were any news of Brinn. To my horror, there was a short message in her facebook page: "We lost both our daughters today. Our little Victoria, who was only 14 years old, has left this world. We are both heart-broken and comforted by the idea that her older sister Erin will be there to guide her to the other world. Our grief is endless. -Erin's mother". I just looked at it and thought it can't be true and started crying. Then I woke up. I was looking at the computer screen (which showed Brinn's facebook page) and my three friends were standing behind me. "Ir was only a nightmare, wasn't it?" I asked. My friends said they didn't know and that I should update the page (which was still showing the morbid message of Brinn's mother). I updated it and it disappeared. "So it was a dream!" I concluded and burst laughing, I was so relieved. I wrote Brinn a facebook comment saying: "I had a horrible nightmare last night." Then, the dream really ended.

It was quite a scary dream and odd too. I know it must sound comical (especially that Oddwen-part) but it really didn't feel comical at all before I woke up in the dream. But Rivendell's in Idaho? And Brinn has a little sister called Victoria?

The other dream was maybe as weird but far less depressing. In it, The Might had founded a mine and wanted to capture slaves to work in it. For some reason, he ended up choosing Nogrod (who was described as a "woodland sámi person"), the father of a friend of mine (he was described as a shaman), a Rohir man called Slimyhands and me.

Sadly, I woke up before anything else happened in the dream. I really wonder about that Rohir man and the descriptions of Nogrod and my friend's father...

[Mithalwen]

Originally Posted by Thinlómien

The night before last night I had a long and vague un-BD dream which featured a short episode with Mithalwen as a fairy godmother living in a creepy ghost manor full of spider webs and Nogrod playing a strategy computer game called "Commodus" against Legate in the internet.

At least I was not dead and I got a big house

[Thinlómien]

After a long and odd introduction part (featuring a sulky Faramir who was wearing trendy glasses and Boromir leaving for Rivendell by tram) my last night's dream turned quite gruesome.

I came home and went to see my tortoise. In the dream, I also had another tortoise. When I looked to the terrarium to see if the tortoises were alright, I found a third tortoise. I picked it up to have a closer look at it. The most creepy part was that it had six legs instead of four. I dropped it and almost instantly I realised that my tortoise had two extra legs as well. And then I realised there were several other six or eight legged tortoises in the room. It was horrible. I climbed to sit on my bed (yes, climbed, I and my sis have a bunk bed and I'm sleeping in the upper bed) to be further away from the grotesque tortoises and wailed I must be cursed.

I heard a maniac laugh and a voice that told that my skin would be ripped off. So, suddenly I was without skin and wondering how could I still be alive. (Thank you, Nogrod, and your ww narrations... ) Horrified, I tried to see how it had affected me. My bare arms looked pretty normal (so nothing like just muscles and bones), just paler and little red lines were everywhere. I remember I thought I didn't want to see how my face looked.

I decided to call my aunt and ask for advice if she knew any witch who could make a counter-course. She told me I should have a look at a text she would send me and that I should call an Indian witch who was in her forties. The text was a very long philosophic dialogue between Lhunardawen and a witch deity. I called the witch (who turned out to be Nerindel). She told me I should not trust Kath's advice, because "she can't see the reality. There's a wall full of holes between each human being and the reality. Kath, she can only see through those holes, nothing more. She can't remove the wall in her mind. Even you have more potential." And then, thankfully, she told me she'd help me.


After that I woke up. That was all too crazy and quite disgusting. I continuously have dreams of sinister extra tortoises popping out from places and something horrible happening to my little darling tortoise, but this was one of the most disturbing this far. The sight of a six or eight legged tortoise is something very, very creepy. Though, the part with Boromir and Faramir was just hilarious, and I find it funny what my dream said of Kath, who had just been revealed to be the seer in the current ww game before I went to sleep.