Dream in which we're riding horses in the woods. I slow down, there's smoke coming from something ahead and to the left. Must proceed with caution here. I peer over the brush and see a circle inscribed in the ground. Above the circle, levitating Native American women are floating around and around ritualistically. I reveal myself and approach.
I lose track of time. How long have I been here? It's time to go. Now they are not people floating but large cartoon leaves with sleeping faces. The chief leaf is off to the side watching over them. Before leaving I make a long deep bow before him to signify my respect.
Michelle is asleep. I put her on her horse and lead it by the bridle from mine. She wakes up in time to avoid a branch in the face. We are on a muddy track with all sorts of obstacles embedded in the mud, and I'm pointing them out to her. We speed up to a gallop, but my horse's legs get tangled in a big hidden branch beneath the mud surface. Michelle rides off.
I dismount and untangle the branch with a stick. It's not a branch though, it appears to be a tightly coiled set of metal links. The links are writhing around the end of my stick. It's a giant snake, and the usual chopping of the snakes sequence ensues.
Posted by Alan at January 22, 2006 05:40 PM