Wasn't sure where to plant this thread so put it here in the gallery because it's a place to show off your bestest and brightest dreams. This thread, in particular, is dedicated to Doctor Who & its associated Whoniverse. Why? I enjoy reading about dreams that can take us to anywhere and anywhen. Got an extrodinary dream, lucid or non lucid, that is connected to the Whoniverse? Please do share it here so we all enjoy them all in this one time and relative dimension in space.

My most recent Whoniversal encounter.

August 7th

I needed to dig up a bone from a grave to save the world from some impending doom but I couldn't bring myself to desecrate a grave or body. In the distance raged a massive storm from which several tornadoes had touched down. This was the impending doom. I didn't retreive the bone but sang to the sky instead. Amazingly the tornadoes stood in place and listened.

“How entertaining,” a voice came from behind me. It was Ten. He'd come to save earth but I already had things sort of under control. I stopped singing and reality checked because of his alien-ness, “Of course! Dreaming.” I asked the Doctor to use his tardis to dive into the heart of each tornado, turn in the opposite direction of the winds, and nullify its power. My mind suddenly surged with lifetimes of memories involving this creature disguised as the Tenth Doctor. We knew each other well, during different times, inside different bodies. In mental shock I couldn’t do much but try untangle the memories. The tornadoes grew closer. Ten took me to his ship, “We’ll use plan A then,” he said. We zipped backwards through time, popped into the heart of each tornado just before it touched down, and spun in the opposite direction. I sang the sky song to hold each tornado still while we unravelled it.

With the tornadoes all gone we zipped back to the dream present which, Ten explained, was trickier to find than the waking present. It was all real and fantastic and I reality checked again. I tried to hang onto one of the lifetimes of memories that still sloshed in my mind. I couldn't sort them out. "You need to rest, I think." Ten said. I argued that I didn't feel tired at all but then suddenly felt weary. I laid down in the grass of graveyard and looked up at the clouds. The Doctor stood over me and looked down, "Wonder what we'll dream about this time?" I shrugged and looked past him to the clouds. I thought I could see the stars twinkling beyond them and I focused on their faint light. I don't remember anything after this.