Had a very cinematic dream. The scene opened on two men, both dressed in white robes that denoted them as religious clergy of some kind and carrying elegant weapons that almost looked ceremonial. It seemed to be a paladin order from a fantasy setting. One of the paladins was clearly older and ranked above the other, and a lesson was taking place as the two spoke in front of an open window through which flowering trees could be seen. The younger paladin wanted to know how to be better at resolving conflicts.
The camera panned away while they were still talking to zoom in on the wall, rotating 90* so it appeared like a floor. A tiny humanoid figure stood on the wall. He had pointed ears and sharp eyes, gossamer insectoid wings, a sharp green uniform that looked like the uniform of the Royal Navy from the 1800s, and a very large hat like Puss n' Boots' hat but as wide as he was tall. He also wore a rapier on his belt. I knew that he was a Fairy. He watched as another similarly-sized figure alighted on the wall in front of him, this one like a feline woman. She wore a similar uniform, hat, and weapon, but hers were a crisp blue. I know that she was a Pixie, and that their kinds were constantly fighting. The two discarded their oversize hats, the pixie charged the fairy, and they began to fight.
The camera followed the first exchanges of their fight as they took off from the wall and began trading blows in midair with -tink- sounds like a needle hitting a tile floor. Then, the camera began to zoom out, and their fight was too swift for the eye to follow except when their blades met. The paladins noticed, though, and the older one got caught up in the fight. The student was unable to even follow their movements, but the teacher parried their blades with his rapier easily and the midair battle moved to the other side of the room.
The student asked the teacher, "Can't you stop them?"
The teacher considered the flying figures for a moment, and then said, "Why don't you try to stop them?"
The student gaped for a moment, and then nervously swallowed. He hesitantly began to suggest abilities of the paladin that he thought might help as though he were reading off a menu. He looked at the teacher and said, "Emissary of Peace?" The teacher's expression didn't waver, but he gestured to the fairy and pixie still fighting across the room.
The student slowly stepped closer and mumbled, "Passive persuasion...?" When nothing changed, he raised his voice a little and said, "Active persuasion...??"
Still, nothing happened. The battle continued to intensify, and finally, the fairy managed to stab the pixie, and her feline form began to fall to the ground. The student lunged forward and caught her as she fell. A golden light began to shine from the pixie's body, and a gentle wind began to swirl around her as the younger paladin spontaneously developed a new spell. The scattered droplets of the pixie's blood flew in reverse, returning to her body as the magic weaved into her, and her sealed shut.
The pixie opened her eyes with a gasp of breath, and as the spell completed, the student said in a much more confident and commanding tone, "No more fighting, please." Behind him, the instructor smiled broadly, and the camera faded out as the dream ended.
