I had written it down on paper... somewhere... *grrr*
Or was it just a dream I wrote down my dream?
No it wasn't, I found it! ...or am I still dreaming? Well, decide on your own, if you are sure that you are actually reading this post it's very likely that I wasn't dreaming when I wrote this.
But now to the dream I had (non-lucid):
We came from London and headed north
Arriving on a path in the middle of nowhere. Noticing the dark forest around and seeing the sun vanish at the horizon which is merely visible thru the many trees we decide to stop. We are a group of 2,3 maybe even 4 people, all in dark colored cloths outside of a carriage (maybe one person is inside) that changes it's color because of the leaving sunlight. The two horses seem very calm.
Maybe one person came with me (if we where 4 that would have been very likely). Walking thru the coppice we are near a small village. The carriage and the waiting others in mind I'm beeing approached by a group of villagers which were lighted by a candle carried by one of them. They only had few laterns outside the houses and it was now very dark.
*At this point my memory is very blurry*
I remember talking to them and the chat was about the guy I was traveling with who waited at the carriage. They needed him for some reason I'd know he wouldn't come for. In my opinion he should come and stay so I decided to trick him.
I leaved the village, went over a hill and had problems not running against the trees which coverd the light emmited by a flare at the carriage where everybody was still waiting. (For a short moment it was normal daylight again and i saw moss on a rock which made a very fresh and clean impression to me *not realizing that the sudden change of light was strange*)
The black horses are very calm but their eyes are in such contrast to everything around. They are absolutley white seen from the distance I stand to them. Not evil but a mad fire which catched my attention... those eyes...
The horse blinked with it's eyes in the same moment I did and I took a short breath for telling the guy who was wanted by the villagers that he had to pretend to be someone he thought he wasn't.
...I knew he was the person he would now try to act.
He decided (as expected by me) to act as the person the villagers were looking for. Everybody headed now for the village. For some reason I wanted to go back to London, where we came from... I had left something behind...
If there was an other girl with us she would have wnted to go with the wanted person like everyone else in our party. Nobody came with me. I am leaving alone, heading south-south-east.
Then I woke up.
Please ignore my change from present to past time... (I'm not good at writing (not even in german)) <img src="http://www.dreamviews.com/forum/style_emoticons/default/wink.gif" style="vertical-align:middle"/>
So, what ya think?
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