"...Sword"

I had a dream rather like this "Raypunk" illustration. Sword, and everything. It was in a mish-mash of locations from my whole damned life. My old 'hood schools places I traveled to radio studios I worked in all of them.

There I was a pissed off teen again in weird armor helmet fucking blades, and a serious knight's sword! Others were with me. Again folks from my whole life were extras in this epic. From when I was a kid to this day. 

"And there was a War in Heaven!"

Yeah remember that. Well my inner knight sure did. The lot of us spent several installments hacking, and being hacked by for real Demons. I'd wake think WTF?!! Fall back to sleep, and pick up where we left off. 

We had a bleeping ball! 

Fighting for real evil with the help of old pals...what could be better. Not only that, but I think we won. Well them Demons beat it da hell out'a there at least. Then this strange after battle mixing of other dreams. The normal blended with this surreal event.

That, and I lost my sword.

Spent the balance of the dream cycle looking for it. Wandered through several other dream worlds on it's trail. I may well find it when I crash, and dream later.

Wadda Dream.

Must have been that Faerie dust in my cider.