Bard in a Strange World

We’re walking on a dirt road. There’s four of us. We’re walking with four others. One of us is a bard like person, and we’re making them dance and bob their heads, in order to keep them from walking up the horse drawn carriage in front of us which is being followed by four police in blue uniforms that look alike. There is one woman who’s talking on a phone, who’s very tall, and has a white headdress. The leader, who’s me in a way, is a man with a scraggly beard. He turns around and stops her, because he can hear her telling her friend where she is, and to call the police.

Something happens and the plan is derailed, we’re in the middle of town square. Engineers begin to come. About a dozen of them. They’re all men with thick arms and tattoos that look predominantly purple. The dream shifts to an olderman character. Someone tells the engineers one-to-three to leave. Everyone else leaves except those three, they’re all clones. The older man character has big white eyebrows, and is a merchant, and is very short. He’s walking around these odd fountain like things. They push up water and it looks a little like drool. The engineer asks him, what is it he has to sell? No one will buy, is what the engineer implies. And the merchant looks at him asks, what is there to build? Implying that the town is too poor to pay for anything they build, and there are so many of them.

 

One portion of the dream involves being in a spaceship. We follow a line, and we’re small animal like things. Bunnies almost. The line leads to something which looks like a white deathstar, with a green eye. The wire is very, very long. It’s why the power on the ship isn’t so great.