Dream in a dream in a dream

Date: 2/27/2023

The first dream. It was fantasy-esque. It was pretty detailed actually, but during the dream in a dream in a dream sequence I forgot a lot of stuff. Anyways, from the bare-bones that I can remember. A long time ago some guy betrayed his brother for a stone and the world had gone to shit after that. I was a knight and had to save the world or whatever. I had a mentor, I had to go thru multiple challenges, all that stuff. At one point there was a woman called Alecia/Lysandra/something similar. She was a sex worker? Sugar baby? She was with this old dude and she was very nice and I remember she was a decent part of the story and her character was important. At the end I had to fight the big bad (a snake-themed woman in dark clothes, I think she was older) along with my brother Sandro who was her apprentice. We were in a room. Here were the rules. I had a sword. I could either stab at the space directly forward, or directly behind me (which was obviously more difficult and inaccurate). She would always be in a line ahead or behind me, almost like we were chess pieces (wait…the floor was also covered in a checkered pattern…subconscious me, you fucking genius….) Her back was covered in scales that my sword couldn’t penetrate, it would make a clink sound and spark and slide off. I could say out loud “back” and “forward” to make her turn so her front would be exposed, but because she was sometimes behind me and sometimes in front it was difficult to keep track of which way I had to orient her in order to stab her where it mattered. She would like, phase across the room to move. Typing all of it out, the fight reminds me of Ghirahim a little bit, in some way. There were three health bars above the screen (MGS-esque) and I was wrecking their shit. I remember at one point Sandro asked “are they gonna kill us” and the Big Bad was like “tbh maybe lol.” I killed her and almost killed my brother but then the power of friendship won. He gave me the stone (it was made of glass, diff colors on both sides and there was a heart in the middle). We were gonna take it somewhere to restore the balance or whatever. Dream two. I telling Polina about my dream. I was trying to remember the details but couldn’t, and Polina was helping me out, reminding me what had happened (bc she knew somehow what happened in MY dream???). Then I woke up AGAIN and was telling polina about it AGAIN. In classic sociologist fashion she told me smthng abt how the sex worker character was bad representation or something. And I was like ummm no?? She was actually very empowered. Also why are you giving constructive criticism on my dream. Note for future self to finish the dream: afterwards I went to a french diner w Natalie (yes from middle school). Was able to use my French skills to order. We had fun. Also unimportant but Michael Nesmith (Monkees era) was at the table over w a bunch of women. I acknowledged him w a little nod. He didn’t even do anything in the dream I just remember that he was there.