Thread: A (Mostly) beautiful autumn dream

It began when I was outside in my back yard. Beautiful brownish yellowish leave completely covered my backyard, and all trees were leafless. The sun was beginning to set. As I walked down my deck stairs, and onto the patio, I noticed something strange. A black, and orange tarantula was on a leaf near me. It was extremely detailed and hairy. But I wasn't afraid. I walked back up the deck, and was about to reenter my house, when I heard someone calling for help behind me. It was my friend, pinned against the pool wall, being attacked by the tarantula, that grew bigger than a man. It was biting and slashing with it's legs. I started to panic. What do I do? I can't just stand here and let him die! But I don't have a weapon!

I started looking around, and under the deck table, I saw an old rusty shovel, one that I actually have in real life. I picked it up. I knew there was a risk of being bitten and killed, but it didn't matter. I charged at the spider, viciously jabbing and beating it until I started mutilating it. In the end of that invigorating battle, I had suffered one bite. What seemed like hours later, I was examining the bite. A huge lump had risen where I was bitten. The dream had ended.

This dream is one of my most vivid dreams on record. It's also the most beautiful by far. What about you guys? Any similar dreams?