I've been re-reading the LotR trilogy, which has (of course) resulted in some pretty epic dreams. Last night I dreamt that I wanted to move to Minas Morgul, but the Witch-king refused to let me stay in the city, so I had to sleep in the garage. With this humongous bus. The Nazgūl apparently didn't want to ride on fell beasts anymore, and had decided that buses were a better means of transportation into Gondor.
I love my dreams.