The Quest of the Golden Book

I wrote this dream in short sentances to describe what I remembered as I saw/did things.

This man was very evil in general.
Although he was civil to his staff.
He caught me one day.
I asked for mercy.
He granted my wish, but for sometime seldom servitude.

He was getting old.
One day he asked a favour.
A strange one.
He wanted me to sit in his place on a golden chair.
Before a golden book.
Before a golden stand.

He told me that I must open the golden book before four-pm.
I went there at two-pm.

All his guards, both his house and his keep, were there.
I was extremely nervous - there could be traps or worse, I thought.
I foundered. Then I talked with one I trusted. The Captain of the guards no-less.
He assured me.

I sat in the chair with my family surrounding me, some long dead, some still living.
I placed the shroud about me, and waited.
I opened the book, I saw, I knew.

I stopped.

I asked one of the keep guards to surrender his hammer head.
I placed it next to the book.
I thought for awhile, then asked another keep guard to surrender his.
He did.

I placed the latter beside it's friend.
I fought to keep the balance.
For it was a trap my master had not seen, but he had forseen his own misgiving.
I lifted the book, and I was safe.

But this time, it was too early to smile.
The book opened, and I saw it's power, I saw all I/it could do.
My master appeared as a duplication, within a different guise, but him, on introspection.
I challenged him, as did all his guards and he failed to meet approval.

Then there was time that fell around us, wake called but I denied it, I wanted to see.

My Master, the true one, appeared, he demanded the book, even as I denied him.

He wanted the power to secure servitude.
And I denied him.
I took off the shroud.
I opened the book.
I saw what I knew, and I knew I could do it.

And so I did.

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Even though the way I typed this seems to be in a poem format, this was unintentional, although after reading what I had written it seemed to fit the relating of the story of the dream very nicely.

Any comments are welcome!

Your dream is interesting. However because of the way you've written about it, it is kind of hard to interpret your place and your ideas and feelings behind what you are dreaming. What time period are you experiencing? To me it appears to be ancient times of sorts. Why is this person your master, what are you in relationship to him, and the guards.

To me the dream symbolizes your want to be in control or be the keeper of "the power". You obviously where able to guard it from the imposter seeking to possess it. It appears to me that you didn't feel the master deserved the position of master or the right to possess the power.

Are you struggling with a situation where you would rather lead then follow? Are you tried of being commanded or being made to feel subservient? Or did you recently watch an old movie about ancient times. Hope some of this might spark some insight.