task of the month

It started where I was in a small candle lit stone room and there was a stark white sheep in the corner of the room. I instantly thought that I was dreaming. I'm not really sure why but I just knew. I looked down at my hands and they were different. I can't really explain how they were but they were. I then pinched my arm and felt absolutely nothing. I was sure I was dreaming. Next, I instantly began picturing a place that I would like to be. I don't know why I pictured this place but I pictured a city with very very high walls. It was stone but not like cobblestone or anything. It was just all solid stone. Anyways, there were a lot of small stone houses and stuff and a church to the left side. I turned around in the stone house and looking out the door, I saw this city. I immediately leaped from the doorstep and flew around the city and then out a large archway in the front. There was a path outside this. I flew over the path for a bit and came upon a spot where there was a ditch on the left side of the path and there was a fenced in area on the right side of the path. At the bottom of the ditch was a solid black sheep. In the fenced in area there was another stark white sheep. I used my mind powers to lift the white sheep up over the path and into the pit with the black sheep. I don't know why but I knew I had to do this. So after this, I kept flying down the path. (by the way, all around me, there were hills upon hills that just went on endlessly in every direction except where the city was. The grass was very very saturated and bright. It was similar to some claymation scenery I've seen. It was also very sunny and the colors in the sky and path were bright and saturated as well.) soon after, the scene and overall look of the dream changed. It seemed that I had instantly flown into an area that was fall. The colors were a lot more realistic now and the area had a sort of friendly but chilly feeling to it. It was like a late fall day were you're outside just enjoying the coolness and looking at the trees. Anyways, this area had the path continue (it curved back and forth a bit) to a cobblestone wall, which wasn't quite as tall as the average person's waist. On both sides of this area, there were woods. They seemed to just go on for a while although I didn't really look at them much. At this time, someone whom I recognized to live on my friend's street rode their bike along the path. I flew over their head and they called out to me saying, "Merci beacoup!" again, I don't know what the reasoning behind this was but I didn't question it at the time. So I kept following this person on the bike, while flying, and they kept on down the path and past the cobblestone wall. Past the cobblestone wall, there was a rocky beach which slowly went out into water that expanded into fog. I kept following the person on the bike. They rode out onto the water and continued riding on top of the water. For some reason I tried to fly faster to catch up with them but I couldn't fly any faster than I was already going. I followed them a bit more then I got "caught" in the air and couldn't move anymore. I could still see the scene but then I woke up.