Barrow-Down Dreams

[Gothmog]

I've been quite ill lately, just laying in my bed with a fever. Tonight I've hardly slept at all. But when I finally dozed off for a few minutes, I found myself arguing on the Downs. Can't remember what I was discussing, but it was an endless discussion against someone else and neither me nor he/she wanted to back off even an inch. It was almost like a nightmare, but not quite... And after that I dreamt about elves fighting each other. Guess I've spent too much time here lately

[Orominuialwen]

I'm not sure if this could actually be called a dream, since I think I was at least sort of awake at the time, but early yesterday morning, I dreampt/thought in a very confused way that Gurthang was sick and something had to be done about that fact. Actually, it turned out that I was the one who was sick, and I ended up staying home from school.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

I have had two barrow-downs dreams.

The first I don't realy remember, but it was something with Nilp and throwing tomatoes at people.

The second was about Sleepy, Mithalwen and people I can't remember. In strange way's i find out that Mithalwen want's to kill Sleepy because he has been cleaning her windows. She allso wants to kill another person for fixing her car and I am the only one that can warn them. Unfortunetley I woke before saving them. . .

It was a rather unpleassant dream allthoug it was no nightmare!

[Encaitare]

Well, that'll teach me never to do Mith any favors.

[the guy who be short]

I dreamt that Fea and Boro were cunning, cunning wolves in some new sort of WW game whereby the first team to die won. So Boro got himself voted off first, and Fea voted for him so it would look like she wasn't a wolf. Then she made herself look very innocent... or something. All I know is that their team won very quickly.

Once again, TORE was there, but nowhere near interesting enough to remember. Sorry...

[Lalaith]

While pondering whether to join the next werewolf game, I had a horrible dream that I was an inhabitant of a real mediaeval village being plagued by werewolves.

And I *still* signed up. I must be a glutton for punishment.

(I'm also ashamed to admit that I was almost as perturbed, in the dream, by the dowdy brown hempen peasant garments I was forced to wear, as by the fact that I was in imminent danger of being eaten by beasts of the night.)

[THE Ka]

Originally Posted by Lalaith

While pondering whether to join the next werewolf game, I had a horrible dream that I was an inhabitant of a real mediaeval village being plagued by werewolves.

And I *still* signed up. I must be a glutton for punishment.

(I'm also ashamed to admit that I was almost as perturbed, in the dream, by the dowdy brown hempen peasant garments I was forced to wear, as by the fact that I was in imminent danger of being eaten by beasts of the night.)

On the second night of my first werewolf experiences I can relate that my dream was like this as well. Though, I kept being chased by the school children of the village, and that I never finished my last philosophical work, because one of the villagers kept borrowing my pens and never returning them. Plus, in the dream my writing desk had elephant legs... Quiet strange.

Then, I had another were the schoolchildren had convinced the local priest that I was a no-good Empirism philosopher, which sparked me being chased once again through the village, but this time by the priest as he was waving a work of Aquinas at me. Then, it lapsed into another dream were I was being banished from the village for my theories...

Ah, what a game of logic will provoke...

~ Aesthete

[the guy who be short]

And so it comes to pass that the guy who be short's BDer dreams return unto him.

LMP wrote a book, so I went into a library to search for it. It took ages, I think I bought it eventually. Oddly enough, it turned out he had written a Discworld book - and it was absolutely hilarious. I remember laughing my head off at it.

That is all. When can we expect the book to hit the shelves, lmp?

[the guy who be short]

SaucepanMan and I were walking together in the English countryside. He looked nothing like he actually does, assuming rather the form of his cartoon SpM avatar.

We had actually been sent out in a pair to look for Feanor of the Peredhil, who appeared to be missing. "A perfect day for Fea," I remember saying, pointing out the huge storm brewing.

Then, for some reason, we stopped looking for Fea and SpM started telling me about how sad he was that nobody on the Downs liked him. I said this was false, and that I, for one, do like him. I also made a list of other Downers who I claimed liked him, though I've forgotten them now.

Unfortunately, this didn't console SpM at all, and he continued moping. Then the dream sort of melded into another one, ending in a flying dream (I love them so much...) and the apparition of a guy I like, shoving SpM completely out of the picture.


Now, the Fea bit I understand; she's gone off for a while, which is a little depressing. I can understand SpM thinking everybody hates him because I'd taken a "Why do people hate you?" test that day (apparently, they don't, I'm perfect). What I don't get is... why the Saucepan Man? I hadn't been thinking about him at all beforehand.

[Encaitare]

What I don't get is... why the Saucepan Man? I hadn't been thinking about him at all beforehand.

The little SpM in your mind must have been feeling neglected, and decided to remind you to appreciate him via the medium of dreams...

[The Saucepan Man]

SpM started telling me about how sad he was that nobody on the Downs liked him.

Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms ...