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Just a day after I had a BD-ish dream, another one appears!
I had another Barrow-Downs dream last night, but its already fading:
I was fighting orcs alongside Gwathagor and shaggydog (sort of reminds me of the Golden Perch Inn), and they had amazing swords, andd I just had a pitchfork. And then I realised that I was actually Boromir, and that I did have a sword, and it just appeared. And then I walked down some marble stairs and realised that I was in front of Minas Tirith, about to fight in the Pelennor fields. So us three hid underneath some seige machinery, but then we realised it would collapse on us so went forwards to fight. Then we ended up joining a battalion of around 200 warriors. And all the orcs spat us and teased us and jabbed their swords at us (we were only about 10m away) Then, our general brought out a wagon full of spears (which were in the shape of muskets for some reason) and we each picked two spears and got ready charge.
I lifted up my spear, ready to ram it into the head of a nearby orc, when, when the spear was just millimetres away, I woke up.
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