I had a dream I was on a plane. A totally normal flight. Going in for a landing when things went wrong at the last minute. I swear I could feel the heat of the flames as I saw them coming through the fuselage as the plane is breaking up around me. I woke up on my feet beside my bed sweating. I’ve never had a dream like that before or since. I’ve never done drugs or other vices. That was over a decade ago and I can still remember it like it was a real event in my life. Like it was landing in Denver, I was sitting a few rows from the front on the left isle on the emergency exit row.
I have what I call movie dreams, sometimes they are fantasy, sometimes they are more non-fiction. Sometimes I am myself, other times I am a character and there’s even been a few where I am merely the camera -as I’m im not in the dream just observing. One of the fantasy ones that stands out was pirates fairies and elves, but in space. I was a shapeshifing fairy that was tasked with protecting a group of elves from pirates. I was setting decoys and running from and fighting pirates.
That sounds awesome. Wish I had those!