International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

My computer was down yesterday- well, most likely still is, I'm at Azra's house- but there weren't any synchs, anyway.
Cay's Dreams

Dream 1
Azra and I watched Hostel Parts 1 and 2, and then Monty Python and the Holy Grail last night, likely the fodder for this dream. Monty Python provided the castle and the silly guards, Hostel the...eeugh. I was with a group of people including Azra, and we'd sneaked into the castle through the garbage chute in the kitchens. I guess our goal was to save someone from the dungeons. Not sure that we did, the dream fades whilst we were sidling down a dank hall lined with cells and echoing with screams.

Dream 2
I was seated at a table along with Azra, L.G. and C.B. We were guarding C.B.'s mother's setup at a flea market. His mother very much resembled the "woman" that was with Dennis in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. She was also playing in the filth some ten feet away from us. She only looked up when her son assaulted a police officer.

Recall could be better.

Cay's Dreams

Dream 1
My house had moved to the side of a four-way intersection. I was quietly reading a book, and my sister and Azra were playing Skyward Sword. Then an explosion shook the house and catapulted us all into the floor. My sister and Azra commenced running around like chickens with their heads cut off. I went to the blown-out window, and a wave of heat pushed me back. Close to the house, in fact sheltering by it was a news van. The reporter clutched the skirt of her pants suit and her updo at the same time in the ripping wind as she screamed instructions at the cameramen not to miss a moment. The source of the explosion was one of several alien fighter craft dipping and screaming in the sky like hawks. Every now and then one would let out a great burst of light and send another one reeling. I ran out to the news van and demanded to know what was going on, but the crew was too irrational to communicate.

Dream 2
I was running around the castle at Camelot with Merlin- this being the young one as portrayed by Colin Morgan in the BBC series by the same name- looking for a number of small blue stag beetles. And by beetles I mean assassins. We were keeping several paces behind Arthur all day, crushing them when they scuttled out of corners and cracks in the wall after Arthur. This task was made all the more difficult by the fact that they could fly, so a lot of nose dives and belly flops were taken.