Dream Journal #4

Wow, I haven't been remembering my dreams much, now have I?
Actually, that's a lie, the last two I didn't post because I don't remember enough of the first one and the second one...let's just say I don't feel comfortable posting that on here.
One more thing before I begin: I believe this dream was based on Game of Thrones since we were discussing how to have gotten the Lannisters out of the war to begin with. Don't ask why, we just were.

I was sitting at a small rectangle table with six chairs; two on the long sides and one on the short sides. I'm on a long side with my sister to my left, Lord Tywin sits on the short end to my right, in front of me is some knight I've never seen before, the chair next to him is empty, and the other short side is occupied by another knight I've never seen before (although he strikes a strong resemblance to Tyrion Lannister, perhaps he's a non-dwarfed version of him). The pseudo-Tyrion is talking about what we should do to find a way out of the war in the first place using some kind of magic time travel.
"Okay, so what ideas have you come up with?" He asked. The man in front of me took no time delaying. "We could assassinate Robb and Ned Stark before they can do anything to harm us." Lord Tywin instantly objects to this and says "Idiot, that would only make them want to war us even more." They throw nasty looks at each other, and Tywin continues with, "I believe it would be in our favor to stay in the war anyways and make sure Renly isn't assassinated this time. If he and Stannis were to fight it out properly this time, we wouldn't have so many issues with the fighting!" Nobody objected or said anything. They just all stared at Lord Tywin. It was my turn to throw in my twelve cents. "Well, I have nothing, so...I turn myself into a wizard and use magic to prevent anyone from wanting to fight in the first place." Pseudo-Tyrion throws gets out of his chair. "Magical wizard? Stop the fighting? Are you some kind of idiot!?" I shrugged and he sat down. Everyone looked towards my sister, who said "I, too, have nothing, but this time I won't give out any stupid ideas, so pass me." I threw her a mean look and she stuck her tongue out at me. Pseudo-Tyrion sighed and said "How about this: We back off to begin with and let everyone else kill each other?" I objected with "Do you want the Lannisters to look craven? That's about as half-assed as my idea was! They'd attack anyways!" Exasperated, I get up and head to the door of the small room which is conveniently on the wall near me. I open the door...

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Really, all I can find in this that was wrong was the fact that I was talking to characters from Game of Thrones. Everything else was normal. Nothing paranormal happened, nobody teleported, everyone acted like themselves, it was definately an interesting thing to dream about. I hope I have more like this, they ARE kind of enlightening after all.