Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Masters, slaves, and warriors

So I had an interesting dream last night that didn't make too much sense to me.

First of all, I apparently lived in this city/castle/huge complex-type-place that was ruled by a panel of...dominants, I guess? The social system had two main classes, the dominants and the slaves. (Now, get your mind out of the gutter because it wasn't sexual. GET IT OUT! NOW!!!) The dominants were basically looking out for the needs of the slaves while the slaves served their masters in return. There were certain masters that had more status than others, and they were the ones who ruled over the city/castle/huge complex-type-place. I was the slave of one of these ruling dominants, who seemed to be looking out for the needs of the people he watched over. I was his favorite, so I accompanied him everywhere and supported him when he needed it. I apparently needed extra protection because I wasn't fully human? (Something about me lent me super-strength and ninja-type speed.)

Anyway, the other ruling dominants were basically using the slaves for their own interests rather than looking out for them as they were meant to do. My master disagreed with them, and unfortunately the other dominants decided that he needed to be...punished, gotten rid of, something. They sent soldiers after him, and I helped him escape to his home and secured the doors. I had to physically hold the front doors closed as he was figuring out what to do next. The doors were getting pounded, but I was able to hold them closed (super-strength, if you remember)...until the soldiers started using sharp objects like swords to cut through the doors themselves. My master basically ordered me to escape because I wasn't safe anymore and wouldn't be in the complex because of how close I was to him.

So I ran. I hid for a while in the general slave's quarters and then escaped outside of the complex. In the time I was gone the other slaves started rising up and having their own sort of resistance going on. Some of them became warriors in their own right, and then fought through a series of traps and tests to see the ruling dominants. The rulers decreed that they would not listen to the slaves's demands unless I was personally there to withstand the tests they put before me. They basically wanted me to be the champion for the slaves. If I succeeded, the slaves would be set free, so to speak. If I failed, things would be all the worse for them, not to mention I'd be dead.

So the group went outside the complex and found me. Apparently I became a warrior myself while I was outside, which later turned out to be rather handy. So we went back to see the ruling dominants. We went through the same tests that the group of slaves had gone through originally (which for some reason included sniffing and identifying the plant "nightshade") until we made it back to the dominant's ruling chamber.

I stood before them with two swords on my belt and wearing some kind of leather armor (which actually covered me, unlike silly Final Fantasy armor). The rulers sat on a sort of bench, sort of like a judge's bench, raised high above me and the other slaves, so while we were looking up a the rulers, they sort of glowered down at us. My master was not with them.

The last thing I remember is the dominants saying that now was the time to test me. I objected since we had gone through a battery of tests already just to get there. The dominants said that those tests were to see if we were worthy to stand before them to challenge them. These new tests were to see if our words would be worthy to listen to. Suddenly they ordered their soldiers to attack us, though mostly me, because, basically, they didn't like me. Considering my personal connection with the dominant who tried to stand against them and my incredible escape inspiring the other slaves to start rebelling against their rule and I wasn't fully human, I have no idea why they would hate me so. I remember unsheathing my swords to begin battle.

Unfortunately my dream ended there, so I don't know for sure how the testing ended or even if my beloved former master was still alive. It was a rather strange dream, indeed.

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