In the halls of the mountain king
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plaidviking.
So my dream last night involved the formation of a questing group at the court of the dwarf king. I think the quest was tangentially related to the plot of The Hobbit, but it wasn't actually the thirteen dwarves in question. I do recall that at one point Gimli was there, because I recognized him (not that he looked like any Gimli I can recall ever seeing), even though he was young!Gimli.
One of the earlier bits of dream I remember was a number of dwarves discussing who should go on the quest. One dwarf said, "I think the Queen of the Dwarves should go," and the dwarf next to him said something like "hm," and then after a bit went, "Wait, do you mean our definition of Queen of the Dwarves?" And that's the point where I realized that the dwarf who had made the suggestion was the Queen of the Dwarves for one of the multiple definitions in use (?). This dream wasn't always very good at doing introductions, and they all looked like guy-dwarves to me (Hey, for all I know, Queen of the Dwarves isn't a gendered position, like Queen of the Dragons).
At some point later, unless it was earlier, one of the dwarves, who might have been the King of the Dwarves, or possibly an important advisor, or maybe the king's son who was filling in for him that day (I've mentioned how this dream was bad at introductions, yeah?), did a Google+ Hangout-type video chat with some of his friends who weren't there -- only he was definitely using Facebook -- and people variously kept each other appraised of what was going on in their lives.
Later, when we'd decided who was going on the quest, or had forgotten about it, or something, a number of dwarves were hanging out in the throne room. Among them were the king/king's son/advisor and a missionary kid (only he'd grown up in there, so I don't know if the father was a missionary to this batch of dwarves from another batch of dwarves, or had been a missionary and not grown out of it, or what) whose father had made him stand outside the throne room in some uncomfortable position when important people were visiting to help him develop character or something, only the father hadn't told him that this was to develop character, just made him think that that's what EVERYONE did, so the missionary kid at one point was like, "You guys should go stand outside in an uncomfortable position," and someone else told him, "Actually, no one else does that; your dad just made you do it because he thought it built character." And the missionary kid dwarf wandered out of the action to think about that for a while. Other dwarves present included the protangonist of Vivian Vande Velde's All Things Green Believable (which in the dream was totally a published book, and I could imagine the cover, which had wavy green swirls in the background and showed a kid, whose face was also green (because of the light), wearing a green sweater, with, I think, owls (like this sweater, only maybe fewer owls), one of which had glowing green eyes, and the book was about a kid and involved magic that affected things that were green, or was in some other way related to the color green), only the kid in the book had totally been secretly a dwarf the whole time. There was also a dwarf who was on the outs with his family, so he was living down in the Lower Reaches, which were a really bad part of town because large portions of them were at least sometimes below the water table and it was generally prone to flooding, and living down there was a way of applying pressure on his family to make them do what he wanted. He had been living really far down, but got tired of having to swim to his caves, so he'd been in the process of moving slightly higher up in the Lower Reaches when there was some sort of underground tsunami (maybe a levee or a pump or something failed?) and he got caught in it, so he was telling the story of his waterlogged adventures, and the king/son/advisor turned the Facebook Googple+ hangout back on so the friends could hear, only muted so that the other dwarf wouldn't know.
We were partway through this story when something happened, or there was some sort of accident, and at least three different people did magic to prevent the bad thing from happening, and the magic interacted in weird ways, and I knew that it was going to combine to make the glowing green eyes on the All Things Green Believable kid's sweater, and never mind that he'd had the sweater (and the green eyes) beforehand.
And then I woke up.
plaidviking.So my dream last night involved the formation of a questing group at the court of the dwarf king. I think the quest was tangentially related to the plot of The Hobbit, but it wasn't actually the thirteen dwarves in question. I do recall that at one point Gimli was there, because I recognized him (not that he looked like any Gimli I can recall ever seeing), even though he was young!Gimli.
One of the earlier bits of dream I remember was a number of dwarves discussing who should go on the quest. One dwarf said, "I think the Queen of the Dwarves should go," and the dwarf next to him said something like "hm," and then after a bit went, "Wait, do you mean our definition of Queen of the Dwarves?" And that's the point where I realized that the dwarf who had made the suggestion was the Queen of the Dwarves for one of the multiple definitions in use (?). This dream wasn't always very good at doing introductions, and they all looked like guy-dwarves to me (Hey, for all I know, Queen of the Dwarves isn't a gendered position, like Queen of the Dragons).
At some point later, unless it was earlier, one of the dwarves, who might have been the King of the Dwarves, or possibly an important advisor, or maybe the king's son who was filling in for him that day (I've mentioned how this dream was bad at introductions, yeah?), did a Google+ Hangout-type video chat with some of his friends who weren't there -- only he was definitely using Facebook -- and people variously kept each other appraised of what was going on in their lives.
Later, when we'd decided who was going on the quest, or had forgotten about it, or something, a number of dwarves were hanging out in the throne room. Among them were the king/king's son/advisor and a missionary kid (only he'd grown up in there, so I don't know if the father was a missionary to this batch of dwarves from another batch of dwarves, or had been a missionary and not grown out of it, or what) whose father had made him stand outside the throne room in some uncomfortable position when important people were visiting to help him develop character or something, only the father hadn't told him that this was to develop character, just made him think that that's what EVERYONE did, so the missionary kid at one point was like, "You guys should go stand outside in an uncomfortable position," and someone else told him, "Actually, no one else does that; your dad just made you do it because he thought it built character." And the missionary kid dwarf wandered out of the action to think about that for a while. Other dwarves present included the protangonist of Vivian Vande Velde's All Things Green Believable (which in the dream was totally a published book, and I could imagine the cover, which had wavy green swirls in the background and showed a kid, whose face was also green (because of the light), wearing a green sweater, with, I think, owls (like this sweater, only maybe fewer owls), one of which had glowing green eyes, and the book was about a kid and involved magic that affected things that were green, or was in some other way related to the color green), only the kid in the book had totally been secretly a dwarf the whole time. There was also a dwarf who was on the outs with his family, so he was living down in the Lower Reaches, which were a really bad part of town because large portions of them were at least sometimes below the water table and it was generally prone to flooding, and living down there was a way of applying pressure on his family to make them do what he wanted. He had been living really far down, but got tired of having to swim to his caves, so he'd been in the process of moving slightly higher up in the Lower Reaches when there was some sort of underground tsunami (maybe a levee or a pump or something failed?) and he got caught in it, so he was telling the story of his waterlogged adventures, and the king/son/advisor turned the Facebook Googple+ hangout back on so the friends could hear, only muted so that the other dwarf wouldn't know.
We were partway through this story when something happened, or there was some sort of accident, and at least three different people did magic to prevent the bad thing from happening, and the magic interacted in weird ways, and I knew that it was going to combine to make the glowing green eyes on the All Things Green Believable kid's sweater, and never mind that he'd had the sweater (and the green eyes) beforehand.
And then I woke up.
