Zealot
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I hadn't had an interesting dream in a while now, and had poor dream recall, which is unlike me. This, however, i felt was interesting enough to at least remember. It was my last dream i had last night.

I was on/in a wall in a labyrinth. A woman entered the labyrinth and was aimlessly wandering around. She was near middle age and was plump. She was wearing a fancy pant-suite and had excessive jewelry on. Her hair was cut just above the shoulders and was dyed blonde. She is the kind of woman i often see.
I was smokey and dark. My form cold be solid or smoke, depending on what i wished. My eyes were wide and i watched her wander. I slipped down off of the wall and followed her. I believe she was another dreamer.
I had something to tell her, something she'd like to know. She turned around and looked at me. I was half-solid. I looked at her with my wide eyes.
"You will be destroyed unless you transform yourself into something better."
"what do you mean?" she asked but she knew exactly what i meant.
"Sell everything you have. Leave your life. Be rid of your riches, or they will poison you like an adder. Go into the wilderness, you are already dead, but there you may come back to life." I did not care about her fate, but i was compelled to tell her. I had an idea that i was an oracle, but i'm not sure. She seemed to take me fairly seriously, but i sensed in her that she was contorting my words to fit her comfort. When she wakes up she might think of what i had told her, halfway serious at first, and then dismiss it as only a dream.
I followed her back to the entrance of the labyrinth and let her leave.
i woke up.

I am watching this queen. Her hair flows down to her knees and is a golden-rusty color. I get false memories about her. She is frighteningly intelligent. She is good with everything especially swordplay. Though she is intelligent and beautiful, she is seen by her people as being odd. She is about 26ish and not married.
The dream starts to form a story. I'm in the thick woods. There are two travelers, a guy and a girl. They are worn out and dirty.
Men come out from the woods, there must be about 20 or so, maybe 30. They surround the travelers with swords drawn.
Their leader is standing near the travelers. He's young, maybe 25, has sandy colored shaggy hair. He's smiling, thinks he's tough. At first i didn't know why they'd bother with the travelers, they obviously don't have much. I then get false memories of them. They are friends of the Queen and are coming to visit, the bandit leader must know this.
Suddenly you hear this voice shout the leaders name ( i don't remember it). Everyone is looking around and in a showy fighting outfit you see the queen down not far away. She does a fancy sword show-offy trick and is talking to the leader. "Put your swords down." she commands. I get false memories about the queen and the guy. They were playmates when they were children. After they started to grow into their teens, though, he went off to be a good-for-nothing.
The leader doesn't know what to do. He knows and i know she could destroy every single one of those men, even if they came at her all at once. The men, however, think the leader is being a coward.
He's torn between his pride with his men and his knowledge of what would happen. He throws down his sword, all pissed, and his men do the same, though this will probably be the beginning of some mutiny. The two travelers are amazed.
I wake up.

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