Thread: The Path of the Llama-Lizard

I have been keeping a log of my dreams for the past year. I will have a lot to share if I receive a big enough response. This dream is my favorite. This is every detail I remember.

--The Path of the Llama-Lizard - 6/26/12:

I was walking down a pathway, with houses and buildings on my left and right. Everything was tan or sand colored.

I came upon a llama (or it me) with black (sometimes red) wool, and the face of a kind of dragon or lizard (also sometimes it morphed into a normal llama face).

I walked up to it, carefully and apprehensively, and pet the thing. It seemed to tolerate my presence but regard me with either some sort of fear/mistrust/apprehension, and reared it's head when I tried to pet it.

I am not sure really whether I was following it or it was following me, or if our paths crossed because we had a similar destination; but I followed the llama the rest of the way down the serpentine declining pathway. Once we got to the bottom, I heard someone whistle. I instinctively knew they were trying to bekon the llama. I looked and before me was a stairway leading down to a clearing or little area which seemed either to morph between a hotel lobby and a cobblestone couryard. At the base of the stair was an asian man.

--There was blurriness here I don't remember what happened Maybe another dream in between sequences--

I found myself back on the road. Either my memory of the surroundings has faded since, or I was simply surrounded by sand-colored fog. The llama at this point has morphed into more of an alpaca sized creature, with a normal llama head, and it's wool is now a lighter hue, maybe almost a washed out pink color, but still mostly sand colored, it stood out from the darker sand floor.

I reached out and pulled a piece of the llama off. When it came off it was not wool or hair, but a softer mana-like substance. I put it in my mouth. Chewing on a piece of llama now... (to give you an idea what it tasted like, imagine those candy circus peanuts and just as chewy, without any sugar in it...) it was yellow... I tried to wave the llama back upward on the path-way, for I had other business to attend to (like waking up and going to work, even though this was not a lucid dream I think that's what I was feeling, because it was 4:15am).

But again the asian man whistled and waved the llama toward him. I regarded the man with mistrust. He didn't seem to have the llama's best interests at heart.

I turned around to face the llama once more, and it was gone. And so this was the part of the dream where the llama ceased to be part of it.

--

Did my unconscious will the llama to disappear because I mistrusted the asian llama-owner? This dream smoothly warped and morphed into the next dream in my log, and one of the characters from this dream remained; namely the asian man.

to be continued I guess?