25/11/10

I had an odd dream last night and it was quite a dark one. I was a little girl in it, and there must have been something special about me because I was being protected by these adults. I am not sure but we seemed to be refugees in a camp of sorts that was hidden away from the big bad whatever it was, and I am wandering around the encampment which is dark (so was probably night) with green and yellow lights. Anyway, there is this wise old man who in my dream my little girl self idolises. He disappears on a frequent basis and I want to know where he goes, so I follow him and he goes into this secret alcove that is full of soothing greens – it’s got trees and vegetation, and it appears to be a hidden stash of important and ancient documents. He shows me around, and gets me to swear never to reveal the place, only right about that time a claxon goes off – the secret refuge is being attacked by the big bad. I am told to stay here – that I will be safe. He races off, which is fine for a while, except I can hear distant explosions. Of course, being a child, I get bored and go looking for my mentor/protector. I leave the refuge and go wandering the corridors – and am found by the big bad – who appears to be a mix between the Balrog in LOTR and a knight in shining armour. I naturally run back to the hidden refuge and a game of hide and seek ensues between him and me – there are like nine columns that he chases me around and I manage to avoid him for a while, but he soon gains on me – me having short legs etc…but I am rescued by a nun/priestess who comes to me, sees my danger and throws herself in the way. She gets tossed aside and is badly injured. I run to her just as the mentor/guardian guy appears – and the big bad turns to fight him – he taunts the mentor guardian guy by burning paperwork, but he ignores the burning and dives for the big bad, who tosses the paper aside and runs. I dive for the paperwork, since I know it’s important if the big bad was burning it, and put it out, I also put out a plastic bag with smouldering/burning paper in it – and I use my bare hands – it didn’t hurt though, even when the flames were flickering through the gaps in my fingers. Anyway, that gets put out, and then I woke up, so I don’t know how the fight went. I did get the feeling it was something similar to the Dune books which had Silona in.