The Kestrel's Dreams

June 07, 2014

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Yellow Two-Tailed Alpacas

I was in a rural area, walking along a country road with my mom. To our left was a field, growing something that looked a lot like corn, but I wasn't sure what it was. To our right was a wooded area with some small cottages along the road. I spotted a deer in the woods and pointed it out to my mom, who then fell behind because she was watching the deer, who were going the same direction as we were, but more slowly.

The woods to my right ended, and there was an open pasture with a small house on stilts. Just past that was a steep hill (the base of the hill was along the road), about 15 feet high, with a fence at the top of it. There were sheep mulling about inside the fence. I could only see the ones that were right at the fence, because it was higher up. I noticed a hole in the fence a little further down, and walked toward it. When I reached it, I met a little girl who looked a bit worried. She didn't say anything to me, and when I looked behind her, I saw a large yellow alpaca with two long tails and very long fur. It had gotten out through the hole in the fence, and I helped the girl coax it back in, though we didn't have anything to fix the fence with, and did the best we could to block it with random stuff.

I heard a dog-like sound in the distance, and wondered out loud if it was a wolf. It sounded very wolf-y to me. The little girl said it was just a neighbor's pit bull, but when it got closer and barked again, and then howled, we both knew it was wolves, and so we turned to find that little house on stilts in order to warn the woman who lived there that her flock was in danger.

She was worried as well, and said she would drive over to get someone to help her fix it before the wolves got to her flock. But it was about to storm, and so she offered for the little girl and I (and my mom, who was just now catching up) to stay in her home while it rained.

As we sat in the cottage, after maybe 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door, and the sons of one of my mom's high school classmates, Charlie and Andrew, came in soaking wet. We all wait out the storm inside the little cottage, and the little girl tells me she has a crush on the younger of the two brothers, and I tell her it's a bad idea because he's a pervert (hahaha! He's not IRL).

Once the storm had passed, I was sitting on the front porch (more specifically, laying on my stomach), looking at some papers that were on the porch. I hadn't noticed them on my way in, so I wondered if someone might have left them while it rained. I can't remember what the papers said. There are also a lot of little folded paper stars in yellows, whites, and pastel blues.

An old man in a straw hat came up to me and said something unnerving, but I can't remember what it was. Honestly, I can't even remember if it was unnerving or not, but whatever he did say made me go back inside.



I'm not sure whether the following was part of the same dream or a new dream that blended with the other one by the time I woke up.




Nice One, Zukin

I was in a small cottage (though I don't know if it was the same cottage or a different one), or rather, I had just walked into one. About 7 women were seating in a circle, holding hands and chanting something I don't remember. They had me join them, and it was a bit weird, because I didn't know the words and it felt very cultish to me. Once that is done, all the women smile and we eat some food. A young man came in and was getting food, and sat down on a couch near me, putting the plate on his left knee. He seemed to know exactly what I was thinking (which was, What the heck was that chant?), and said, "It's something from the bible, from Genesis." I have no idea if it actually was, because: 1. I don't read the bible, and 2. I can't even remember what the chant was anyways.

It's at this point in the dream that I remember that Zukin had been kidnapped by an enemy country of the one I was visiting. I didn't dream this, but I knew that I had been there for about a month (Zukin was kidnapped on our first day in the new country) and had been training with the country's military so that we could get Zukin back.

Then, I am out of my body, watching scenes of Zukin's past month; she is training with the enemy army, too, and getting very close to the young General of their forces. She soon becomes his trusted right-hand-man, so to speak, and I can see that he is romantically interested in her. I see this all in my dream, but, as in one of my other dreams, my dream-self knows nothing of it.

Then, I see the enemy country preparing for battle; they are going to invade the country I'm in. Because both countries are located on the largest islands of an archipelago, they have to get here by boat. Zukin and the General take up the lead. They both have individual boats (they are driving Stocherkahns with a modified pole that has a wide fan at one end, which I saw them using to turn and maneuver better among the rocks and islands), and the rest of the army is organized 10 people to a boat with two people propelling it to make up for the added weight.

Suddenly, Zukin makes her boat pull ahead of the General's, and cuts him off, causing him to tip. She zooms ahead, laughing and cheering about how she fooled him and how she could finally get back to her vacation (since we were on the island for vacation).

Then I am back in my dream-self's body, and I'm standing at the top of a stairway leading right into the water (it was like this in shape, but of stone, taller, and steeper. There was a metal railing along the top parts, as they were look-out spots). I don't know exactly why I am here, except that I felt I should be here.

Suddenly, I see Zukin's boat rush by, and she jumps off of it and onto the stairs, running up and warning me that enemies were coming. I'm so happy to see her alive and well that I barely realize when the enemies have crowded the stairway. This would have been their infiltration point. The General jumps up onto the first step of the stairs and his army stays in the their boats behind him. Zukin hands me one of two spears she had been holding, and the General asks her why she has betrayed him, and that he thought she loved him. In response, Zukin throws her spear at him, which he just barely dodges and catches. Then, for some reason, he puts it between his leg like someone pretending it was their huge dick. "But I love you!" He said. "Come back to me, please?"

Zukin walks along the wall to the right of the stairs, all teasing, and says, glancing back at me, "Well, he is kinda cute, isn't he?" And I have to agree, because he is pretty darn good looking from what I can see. But I just grin and don't answer because I know exactly what she's going to do. It was a telepathic moment.

The General heard what she said and looked all hopeful, but then Zukin, to whom I had tossed my spear, jumped over the railing over the stairs, aiming her spear at the General.

Except she tripped on the railing and fell very ungracefully on top of the General, knocking him into the water. I laughed so hard I think it woke me up.




The other dream I remembered was rather distressing but I'll share it anyways, because I want to make sure it gets recorded.

My Ex

This dream was really weird, and not very fun. I was back at the apartment I had shared with my ex and two other people (long story short, we broke up like two months after moving into that place so it was awkward because neither of us could find a different place at the time of the year), but it was the current me, not the me that lived there. If that makes sense.

I was sitting in the living room, watching something on TV (I think) and my Ex (current Ex, ie, knowing we are not together anymore) came into the room, sat down, and after a few moments, asked me if I would help him move something heavy in his room. I said sure, because I was the only other person home who could help him. When we got to his room, he closed the door and locked it, and you can all guess about what happened next.

I didn't fight it, because I didn't want to hurt him, but I definitely didn't want it, either. (He would NEVER do this IRL, btw. Even when we were together, he always got verbal consent)

I left the apartment after that and went home for the week, since we didn't have any classes. I didn't want to be in that apartment. But my mom had something he'd left at my house a while ago, when we were still together, so she brought it up to the apartment and left it on a table, and then we left.




Lastly, there was a fragment about a pile of mail on my bed. Two were for me, but they were junk, and then there was one addressed to my house, but for one of my best friends from high school, let's call her Rebecca. I didn't know why it was for her but also to my house.