Night of November 15-16, 2009

I remember the dream, at the end at least, had to do with an enormous, but truly epic, ancient Chinese battle. The ships were all flowing extremely fast down the river with a strong current. Huge towers had people on top of them and big monsters throwing spears. The “good guys” looked like soldiers from the movie Red Cliff. The “bad guys” looking exactly like the enemies from the Xbox 360 game Mini Ninjas. The entire invasion was like a movie; I wasn't anywhere. Meanwhile, or slightly after, the dream followed two guys trying to get somewhere. They might have been time-travelers and stuck there. Or stuck “then”. I really only remember the end of the dream but that includes a funny encounter they had with a crazy door guard named Sabastien or Damier or something. While the battle was taking place, our two heros wanted to use it as a distraction to escape from the village (which was being attacked by the “good guys”. This army was led by a young empress, though a narrator, or at least a voice in my head, said that the impressive attack was doomed to fail because a disease had secretly began to spread in her ranks.) Sometime and somewhere in all this, I wake up.