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« on: September 09, 2011, 09:24:02 pm »
"Giant plant lady. Waves hand, from which springs forth rainbow, which accelerates rapidly into the sky. As speed grows greater, the front of multiclored beam turns black. Yet greater, there appears stars and galaxies within most forward part of the beam. Finally, a core of burning fire erupts within the formost front of the stars, wide, with a wake coming to a point behind it. Cut backwards a bit. Blue sky, with this tearing its way across it. The beam still grows faster, and around it is a cylindrical disturbance of the air. The beam spins, drill-like, and tears its way between universes.
It erupts again from a point. Now, the sky is reddish-orange. The beam is of such size that it is covering most of the sky. There is an island, huge, as vertical as it is horizontal, coming to a spiraling point. It is vibrant with plantlife and other things. The beam approachs the island, screaming through the sky. Just as it is to impact, the beam splits! One side turns into crows of purest black, the other side into crows of purest white. These avians decend on the island as though a blanket.
The crows immediately cover the land, devouring all the many seeds and nuts which were before laying on the ground. Cut to a small green thing, looking for all intents and purposees like a tonberry. It is the immortal king of its people, who have scattered amongst the land and become little more than animals. It speaks, and from it we learn that with this act of consumption, magic returns to the land. The crows of light and shadow will catalyize the nuts, which had previously held the entirety of that world's magic in check, within them, and from that process magic rises again. The immortal king sets out to see the creatures of the land that had remained of sound mind, and the vision ends."
That was a good dream. It had awesome music, too. Very upbeat.
Then I had the one where a transvestite (Post op female->male, but with breasts) was lighting a cigarette held in the head of her cock, and then proceeded to smoke it. She did not have to bend her neck, at all. That's all I remember of that dream. It's probably a good thing.