@Rusty_Gears That is a cool recurring character to see in dreams. I wonder if he ever represented anything? I've seen some really amazing characters in that "object head" type of creation. If you have ever seen this -- RGB from The Property of Hate is an amazing example.
Your dream seems so much fun with adventures and bad guy slaying. I wish people could share dreams. Imagine everyone remembering how they took down the final boss.
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Had my own epic of a dream, where I may have been some sort of reincarnation of princess Zelda. It started off in a library. They had a few experimental vitamins you could get a sample of, and I qualified for a certain kind. There was an expectation of it really focusing you, so I was going to take them to "change my life".
But before I could, I started hearing of problems my boyfriend had. He was a very well respected and high society kind of guy. As the dream went on, it seemed like he was only so successful because of the vitamins -- and they were all kinds of addicting... possibily deadly.
I started to investigate back at the library. But the people were really strange. Some wouldn't talk to me, some watched me intently. A few would spit out insults on how even if i took the pills i would be, at best, of normal value. Then I was pulled into conversation with my father about how
he was the one to create them, with the intent of taking control over everything and everyone.
I hid in the library. Pills were spilling everywhere. I had to climb in pill-filled ducts and climb the rafters to avoid being spotted. If I was caught, the whole library would start swarming and attacking me. I ran toward the exit and it was pitch black outside. There was an immense circle of woods with a path. I ducked behind a wall if trees, and saw a four-wheeler ready for my escape.
I drove off. As the day drew nearer I had a genre change, and I moved from first person to third person perspective. I started collecting any useful item around. Tried to find bits of armor to replace the set I seemed to already be wearing. I was still female, but now I was masquerading as male. (This is when I "knew" myself to be Zelda).
I saw a young teen boy when the morning came. I spoke to him and he talked of a war coming soon. He was worried, but said he had a good sword. I told him I knew of an even better set of boots (and since this boy was pretty novice, defense was sure to save his life over clumsy swordplay) that I would trade him when I found them.
He took the offer, and I woke up as I set off to find more people.