The Best Dream EVER...EVER
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Okay, I know I said THAT dream was the best dream ever, but I lied. THIS dream is the best-and most amazing-dream I've ever had. Yes, better than making out with Dom and Trent semi-simultaniously.
It starts out with my band (high school band) and me being on the Conan O'Brien show, which is cool in itself. THEN, I see Peter Jackson in the audience. Conan notices, and says, "Hey everybody, look! It's Peter Jackson!" and everybody goes wild. Oddly enough, there are people dressed like Elves, and Men (mostly dressed as member of Faramir's company, when they take Frodo and Sam), and even a couple of Hobbits. Conan kicks the person he is currently interviewing out of the chair, and Peter comes up and all the LOTR fans are just going nuts. Then finally, he works the crowd, and he comes over and talks to ME!!! Only for about 30 seconds though...he's got to work the rest of the crowd. Still...PETER JACKSON!!!
Then, I go back with my band, and the cymbal players are setting up a model of Minas Tirth on the percussion "toy box". In those fake craft jewels, the big shiny ones, they spelled out "MINAS TIRITH!", like it's some big Broadway show, on a model of it made of cardboard. Then Melanie thinks a minute and says, "Now who's going to be the Slut of Gondor?", and I shouted, "DENETHOR!!!", and she just glared at me and said, "What are you smoking?" I just shot her a huge grin and started petting the model, cooing, "Gondor, I looooove you..."
The next thing I can remember, I am boating on a lake with Katie and Kayla, which is a bad idea, right off the bat. Then, they manage to flip the boat over, but I am harmlessly tossed off the back, lying face-up in the water near the shore.
So I swim to shore in a life jacket and swimming suit, and am suddenly, mysteriously, in street clothes. I start to trek up this hill, where I can see a building. It's a pastel shade of purple, with carvings and motifs and designs carved in various places on the windows, and it reminds me of Gondor. Then, I see FRODO!!! He beckons to me, and we go through a door into a small, vaulted room with a counter and sink at one end. There's a couple of modern-day sluts and a pair of Uruk-Hai standing by the door we just came through. The instructor there says, "Okay, now who wants to do electric egg etching?" I get paired up with Frodo, and the two sluts are sitting between the orcs, who are surprisingly good at this egg business.
Then it cuts to some story (which is completely unrelated to any of this) that I think Treebeard was telling, or was a part of. At any rate, ents were involved. Anyway, it is the story of a shape-shifting half-Elf who wanders the forest. Apparently, she is canon, so she can't be a Mary-Sue...The shape she shifts into refelcts her mood, which then affects her surroundings. I remember I saw at least 2 of her moods; once, the trees grew roses, and another time, everything was covered in ice. She herself had an ice-blue tint to her.
Next, it cuts quickly back to egg-etching, and then I am walking through a museum of story boards for LOTR. I feel like I'm not supposed to be there. I walk into one room, which is full of stuff for Pippin. Lo and behold, Pippin peaks his head around the door, exactly like he did during the Council of Elrond. We both take one look at each other, freak out, and then it cuts to Rick Taylor (the head of Weta) giving a speech to all these orc extras in blue, spandex suits.
Next, it cuts to a brief battle sequence, during which I can see the shape-shifter chanting some spell. There's a voice-over of Peter Jackson saying that in the book, she only says a couple lines in Latin and that's it, but in the movie, he's giving her a fighting role. A couple more shots of a battle in Minas Tirth, and then it cuts to Faramir's corrination (even though his daddy's just a Steward? What happened to Aragorn?) In the background is Denethor, lying dead, and for some reason, I'm there. I take one look at him and shudder, then turn to Faramir's corrination. He is standing before a large, arched window, which would provide a magnificent view of the Peleanor had another building not blocked half of it. It is sunset, and there is a red-gold light streaming in. There are a few other people around him in fancy silver armor, but his is the finest by far; it's made of gold and encrusted with jewels. He looks a lot like Aragorn. He is then handed a broadsword in a sheath like his armor. The hilt of the broadsword is like that of the Rohirrim, but it's nearly impossible to see the horse design for all the gold and jewels. He draws it, and is made King of Gondor. Truly chilling.
Then, one of the figures around him bows, sword pressed to her forehead. She looks like Eowyn when she defeated the Witch King on the Peleanor, only much older. Apparently, it is Eowyn's mother, and she swears her alliegance to Gondor.
Cut to the construction of the Tower of Barad-Dur. No, not the real one. The bigature fo the movie. There are a few shots of Mordor, some more doom and fighting, Barad-Dur falling, and the battle is over. But we don't know who won. It seems almost like there is a truce. Masses and masses of people are leaving the city across a green plain, escorted by a handful of Uruk-Hai; they are on the road to Helm's Deep. They are going home (?). We see Pippin, almost bursting with joy, is trotting along with all the Rohirrim. The orc says something about having to swim across a lake jus over a fence, but they just go around it. Then a few shots of marauding over green hills skirted by forest, and then we see Pippin swimming across the Brandywine, singing a rousing pub song. Then we see Merry, riding home on a pony, singing another rousing pub song.
The most uplifting dream I have ever had...ever. It was amazing. I want it again. I've never had that much LOTR in one dream...it probably has to do with the fact that I started reading LOTR right before I went to bed the past few nights. Oh well. *sings* YOU CAN DRINK YOUR FANCY ALES, YOU CAN DRINK 'EM BY THE FLAGGON. BUT THE ONLY BREW FOR THE BRAVE AND TRUUUUUUE COMES FROM THE GREEN DRAGON!
Then there was some stuff about my marching band practicing for some Broadway musical with some set vaguely like Moria, but that's not important.
Posted by insanerandomhobbit
at 10:30 AM CDT
Updated: Thursday, 12 August 2004 11:00 AM CDT
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