From the bottom of an uspeakably messy life, the first dream I manage to remember:
First part: interesting but utterly gone.
Second part: there is a costume fair in a seaside town similar to Mont St. Michel. I "think" I'm there with the Napoleonic guys. One of the guys, who looks like Leroy Johnson from "Fame", asks me whether he and I, after everything is over, could, you know... I'm flattered and actually considering it, and tell him "Let's see what happens." (Don't hold your breath.)
Cut. Gandalf the White fighting in the harbour of the town with guys dressed like the bad guys in Zorro. (For those who were *there*: No Rado.) Someone throws him into the water (or he lets himself fall) and I see his white clothes billowing as he sinks. I know I have to save him, but the water is full of fish (no longer than a foot, but they scare me all the same) and so I walk around the square basin thinking I'll go in from the other side which is nearer to him. He jumps out, grabs me by the hand like the foolish Hobbit I am, drags me among the dunes and proceeds to explain his plan to me.
Cut. A parade along the streets of the town. Part of the parade is a series of small bizarre animals, like horses but as small as dogs, bizarrely coloured (yes, I dream in colour), and they suddenly begin to scatter and don't answer their handlers. I step in and begin to call them, and they actually obey. The blue one, I think, is especially rebellious, he runs down the beach and among the tourists, and I run after him and meanwhile think that the poor little beasts must be really unhappy.
Cut. I'm looking out of a window with the town's Mayor or something (I have the feeling this relates to the first part of the dream but I just can't grasp it) and I see the pinnacle of the town. There is a church on top like Mont St. Michel, but the top is flatter, and there's more space around the church. Or there was, because now more Medieval buildings have sprouted on it. I ask the Mayor, and he explains: "They are fake. We built them for the Russian Templar Knight, but they were no use, because nobody goes to visit him up there anyway." |