Barrow-Down Dreams

[Aganzir]

I had a dream Folwren and I called Tolkien up from the dead. He didn't remember a thing of his previous life, so we sat down and told him everything we knew - Edith, war, his children, the mythology. The atmosphere was very solemn, and he was a sympathetic old man. Then he turned into a crimson rhino.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Aganzir

Then he turned into a crimson rhino.

... Of course...

[Eönwë]

What, Hookbill, that's the usual procedure.

[Gwathagor]

Originally Posted by Aganzir

I had a dream Folwren and I called Tolkien up from the dead. He didn't remember a thing of his previous life, so we sat down and told him everything we knew - Edith, war, his children, the mythology. The atmosphere was very solemn, and he was a sympathetic old man. Then he turned into a crimson rhino.

Whenever I dream about Tolkien, he's grumpy, slightly deaf, and looks like my Native American grandfather.

[Groin Redbeard]

Poor Tolkien, if he could only see us talking about him like this.

[Volo]

In the dream last night I was at some friend's party in a big empty clean living room somewhere high up (either somekind of big ship or a flying machine, in either case over the sea). Rune sat on a sofa in the room in front of the TV, which he wasn't watching. I went to chat with him. I said loads of nonsense and Rune was shy or uninterested. Finally I asked him how to pronounce his name. The friend whose party it was said one version, after that Rune told the real one. I tried it and finally decided that I'd rather just call him "Rune" and not "Hryyne".
Then we were flying outside over the sea. I was surprised when I suddenly saw a great big white flying craft in the air. It had four or so gigantic propellers, but they were moving very slowly. I turned my head and saw more of these beautiful craft. I gasp and say, "Wow, now this is scifi!" Rune answers calmly, "Well, yes, one does see these over Denmark". I nearly bump into a propeller of one as I gather speed.
We crash into a station of such aircraft and armed guards come to arrest us. We start running away and the guards decide to shoot. I try forming a protecting bubble around us, but the bullets pierce them and hit me. Luckily I cast Heal and am fine. Rune suddenly loses his ability to fly and I have to carry him. He also gets hit but I heal him.

I'm really amused how everybody is so calm in my dreams even if cast spells and do such unnatural things.

[Legate of Amon Lanc]

Volo, haven't you been playing too much of Icewind Dale, or simply something D&Dish with flying ships in it?

[Volo]

Originally Posted by Legate of Amon Lanc

Volo, haven't you been playing too much of Icewind Dale, or simply something D&Dish with flying ships in it?

Odd thing is that none at all. I'm fond of flying stuff, but the only thing related to such machines I did was to skim through British Airlines themed playing cards sometime last week.

[Eönwë]

I had a dream last night (so over 15 hous ago, so I forget) which was more related to the forum than anything else.

In it Aiwendil, for some reason, in his personal profile, had found proof that balrogs existed. And when he ran out of space, he gave links to web pages that he had filled with pages and pages of writing, claiming that he had proved that balrogs had wings.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Originally Posted by Volo

In the dream last night I was at some friend's party in a big empty clean living room somewhere high up (either somekind of big ship or a flying machine, in either case over the sea). Rune sat on a sofa in the room in front of the TV, which he wasn't watching. I went to chat with him. I said loads of nonsense and Rune was shy or uninterested. Finally I asked him how to pronounce his name. The friend whose party it was said one version, after that Rune told the real one. I tried it and finally decided that I'd rather just call him "Rune" and not "Hryyne".
Then we were flying outside over the sea. I was surprised when I suddenly saw a great big white flying craft in the air. It had four or so gigantic propellers, but they were moving very slowly. I turned my head and saw more of these beautiful craft. I gasp and say, "Wow, now this is scifi!" Rune answers calmly, "Well, yes, one does see these over Denmark. I nearly bump into a propeller of one as I gather speed.
We crash into a station of such aircraft and armed guards come to arrest us. We start running away and the guards decide to shoot. I try forming a protecting bubble around us, but the bullets pierce them and hit me. Luckily I cast Heal and am fine. Rune suddenly loses his ability to fly and I have to carry him. He also gets hit but I heal him.

I'm really amused how everybody is so calm in my dreams even if cast spells and do such unnatural things.

that is a bit twisted