Dream a little dream

For as long as I can remember, I've regularly had some pretty bizarre dreams. They're usually quite vivid and cinematic in format. I aways dream in color and sometimes even in panoramic wide-screen. No joke. Perhaps it's a sign I'm meant to direct big budget blockbusters. I don't know. All I know is there are a hand-full of visually spectacular dreams. I'll be writing about them in a short Dream Series over the course of my next few posts. They might be coming to a theater near you.

Dream #1: Star Wars, Shmar Wars

Long ago, in a galaxy far away...

I had this dream when I was in sixth grade. It was so powerful that I can still remember almost every minute detail.

In this dream I was watching the action unfold on a movie screen. I could actually see myself, the sole member of an audience with popcorn and everything, as well as the staring role of the movie. In the movie within the dream, (this is very meta), I was the daughter of Luke Skywalker. The action took place long after Return of the Jedi; peace and order had been restored to the empire, the Jedi Temple had been rebuilt and all that jazz. Little did everyone know, the Sith Lord lived! He had been amassing an army and teaching others to embrace the Dark Side of the Force.

Eventually, he gained enough power to strike the Jedi Temple and home of the Skywalkers, both as a form of vengeance and to collect new followers. After a gripping light saber battle with Pa Skywalker, I (kid Skywalker) am captured by the Sith Lord and taken away, with all the other children of the city, to an in-door city on the other side of the planet.

For the next ten-ish years, I was raised as the Sith Lord's god-child, under close watch, my memory wiped of my past life. Plagued by dreams of said past life, I search the bowels and towers of the city and find the archive of all the children seized, including myself. I discover a small crystal that had belonged to me and begin to wear it as a necklace.

After learning the truth of my heritage, I stage a daring escape from the city with my best friend, some guy who, sadly, doesn't make it. In the course of my escape, I crash-land in a black, ashen desert. After loosing consciousness in the desert heat, I'm discovered by Han Solo, my uncle, though I didn't know that at this point. He takes me back to the ruins of the capital where my family, like before, is organizing the rebel troupes. As time passes, I learn who my real family is and that the crystal I had inherited is actually mean to be the power cell to a light saber!

As you may have guessed, we defeat the Sith Lord when he comes to retrieve me.

The End