Jun 29, 2011 11:48
I was a man, the leader of a clan. Japanese? There were women under my protection/in my care. We lived in an isolated mountain area, so we lived very simply, very 'medieval'. Our 'town' was a stop over for travelers. One of my girls went missing. I went looking for her. Kind of a mystery set up. I would ask questions, get clues, trying to find her. I find out that whoever took her has raped her (though that phrase never comes up, it is always 'taken') and abused her. So it becomes even more important to find her and the guy. I don't find her. Someone else does and I go to see her in the 'hospital'. Which is really just a rice paper walled house, ala the buildings you'd see in Memoirs of a Geisha? She is wrapped in bandages from head to toe. She is dying. There is a note about what happened to her. "...cril ground into her skin." No idea what that means, but it is why she's dying. She gives me two items. One item is for her brother, one item is for me. For her brother is a small "book" type item, but on the cover is a miniature replica of the old SNES controller buttons. This 'book' is maybe 2 inches by 2 inches. I do not recall what she gave to me. As a man, it was not generally acceptable to weep, but I did shed tears over her. She also gave me the name of the man who did this to her.
The government? is moving my clan out of the mountains, relocating us into a city. There is a social worker, a black woman, there to help. I am one of the last that will be moved. I decline. They insist. I insist that I must finish one thing before we leave. (I guess that our village is going to be gone, because I don't have the option to stay there if I do not go with the woman to the city.) There is a decorated pumpkin - not carved, not drawn on. Whole. But ribbons and false greenery added to the stem. Yellow ribbons. I toy with it while trying to convince this woman any my... I don't know. Some other woman who functions as my right hand. Did not feel any kind of close relationship with her, but she was important.
I will not leave until I have my revenge.
Dream changes then, to something about going to a restaurant for a sandwich pick up. Completely unrelated.
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