firefly dream
I'm on a cruise ship or something. Its architecture is characterised by wooden poles and golden panelled floors and cargo nets.
The cast of Firefly (or a hotter approximation thereof) is there and we're talking about Firefly, which has been transferred and renamed to something insipid but (in the dream) oddly compelling. I played cards with Inara, in Inara's parlour, a beautiful place with windows from ceiling to floor and furniture in elegant shades of chocolate, lemongrass, and yellow straw, and she yelled at River to stop hitting on her.
There are people from space there, I think. I don't remember seeing Jayne, but there seemed to be Wash-analogue, Simon-analogue, and Zoë-analogue. They were doing space things. You know. Drinking in saloons and gossiping about who was hanging out with what Companion and so on...
Then we had dinner, and some blond guy (possibly Simon-analogue) was there, as well as some Japanese guys. I remember eating sushi - one thing was definitely a shrimp tempura roll, but something boney crunched in my mouth and it was a streaky purple piece of shell, cut in fine branching spirals and bending in on itself like a bit of fossilised moko. My sister was going to get married to the blond man, and then there was some impediment, so it was that they would have the wedding later.
Then, as I was plucking the shell moko from my lips, and one of the Japanese businessmen was explaining to me how this was nothing like Osaka-style sushi-I remember the shells hurt my mouth but the meat had no taste, not even the salty breath of the sea-they came to me with a tortoiseshell crown. They were throwing them a surprise wedding, it seemed, and I had some role to play.
The cast of Firefly (or a hotter approximation thereof) is there and we're talking about Firefly, which has been transferred and renamed to something insipid but (in the dream) oddly compelling. I played cards with Inara, in Inara's parlour, a beautiful place with windows from ceiling to floor and furniture in elegant shades of chocolate, lemongrass, and yellow straw, and she yelled at River to stop hitting on her.
There are people from space there, I think. I don't remember seeing Jayne, but there seemed to be Wash-analogue, Simon-analogue, and Zoë-analogue. They were doing space things. You know. Drinking in saloons and gossiping about who was hanging out with what Companion and so on...
Then we had dinner, and some blond guy (possibly Simon-analogue) was there, as well as some Japanese guys. I remember eating sushi - one thing was definitely a shrimp tempura roll, but something boney crunched in my mouth and it was a streaky purple piece of shell, cut in fine branching spirals and bending in on itself like a bit of fossilised moko. My sister was going to get married to the blond man, and then there was some impediment, so it was that they would have the wedding later.
Then, as I was plucking the shell moko from my lips, and one of the Japanese businessmen was explaining to me how this was nothing like Osaka-style sushi-I remember the shells hurt my mouth but the meat had no taste, not even the salty breath of the sea-they came to me with a tortoiseshell crown. They were throwing them a surprise wedding, it seemed, and I had some role to play.