This was.. really weird. But it was one of those dreams where you already knew the whole course of the dream before particular events even happened.

I was living with my family (not my current ones) in a sort of rural grasslands type area. It was like a farm, we were simple people living simple lives. The world had a very medieval type feel to it. We were basically peasants. They weren't my biological family, but they adopted me at some point when I was young. I don't know if we were in Earth, if we were it was a very long long long time ago before the veil ever came down, that's for sure. 

We shared our world among Elves, Fairies, Dwarves, Trolls, you name it. What was interesting I thought was that each household or family had two fairies (who were generally each other's soul mates) living with them that acted as a sort of guide. Not like a spiritual guide but they would warn the family of any dangers and keep the house safe from other spirits and tricksters etc. My "father" was a very quirky man and had a very wild imagination, so he wrote books of wild tales. 

However, one day. A family who was our friends and neighbours (even though they lived a few hills over) rushed over to our place all frantic although quite drunk. They were a little too drunk to tell us what was wrong so their fairies sung us a prophetic riddle of what had happened and what was about to happen. Apparently the military had come out our way and were raiding houses looking for me, killing people who refused to tell them where I lived. My father came out from his study and exclaimed "Oh, you two are here!" (referring to his friends). I stood there wide eyed not sure what to think.

I was looking at my parents for any sort of comfort wondering what the hell was going on. My father listened in to his friend's fairie's song and then exclaimed "Huh, you know a while ago I wrote a story that this would happen one day." in a detached demeanor. Two random tall people showed up behind our friends at our door wearing dark hooded cloaks. We freaked out but they assured us they were friends and revealed themselves to be elves. They told to me to grab a cloak or something to disguise myself with as they wanted to help me escape from the military, who were sure to kill me.

The two elves came inside, although I never really got to see their faces. I don't even know why we trusted them to be honest. One of them came into my room while I was grabbing some items and then argue to the other elf "She doesn't need a disguise. With ears, hair and a face like that she'll easily pass off as one of us!" I ran and looked into a mirror to see what I looked like but I had the exact same physical appearance as I do now except my ears were slightly more pointed, but as far as I was concerned I looked pretty human.

Either way I just grabbed a cloak with a hood and ran out to the door as they were rushing me. However we were a little too late. My father was standing in front of a painting, staring at it. I knew at this point the story he wrote some time ago was an actual prophetic event of what would happen on this day. I got angry and yelled at him "WHAT CAME NEXT IN YOUR STORY?" My father wouldn't tell me, he just kept staring at this painting. Then I realized something. I looked at the painting, what he had painted the same day he wrote the story. It was of lizard people and dinosaur like creatures.

"Oh..shit..." I breathed. I ran into the kitchen and armed myself with our sharpest knives. A small dinosaur crashed through the door, everyone but myself, my brother and the two elves stayed. My brother and I fought the dinosaur, distracting it from each other whenever one was hurt or whatever. I was finally able to plunge my knife into it's chest and disabled it. I pulled my knife out and stabbed it repeatedly in vital areas to be sure of it's death. "Well ..that's that. We need to get out of here" my brother commented. Knowing the dream though, I said "No, that was just a baby. There's more to come." 

And what should burst through the door next but none other than mummy T-Rex. It was pretty damn scary, yes. I don't like having to fight giant lizards with razor sharp teeth. I had to repeatedly tell myself it was just a dumb animal like any other to get over my fear but it wasn't working. So instead I just blotted out it's physical image in my mind. I was able to keep track of it's position via energy signatures instead, plus it was a giant in a house. It made alot of noise and destruction to give itself away. It seriously looked like I had finally "lost it" in my mind, fighting invisible dinosaurs. 

We managed to kill it after a long drawn fight also. However after that more creatures were sent in as the military arrived. The next one was a rather savage lion who managed to leave me with nasty claw marks and deep scratches across my chest and arms. The two elves *finally* decided to help and we managed to kill off a swarm of other lesser magical creatures and after we fled the area. I didn't "live" through the dream to this point, however I still saw it in my mind, there was a massive war that humans and magical beings alike joined forces for. They were marching by the thousands to the city this military belonged to to take on what I think was the lizard people, who were basically oppressing and killing them. However that seemed to happen many years after I first left my house after the attack. Wasn't very fun, let me tell you.