Sunday, September 19, 2010
Dream on 9/17/10
There were several hills in this one area. I think there were five hills, like the pentagram of colors from magic. Each hill had a staff. It was a long brown cartooney pole with an upside-down cartooney smooth tree stump. That's just what I thought the shape looked like. I am given the green one, the last one left. Now my family is stuck in a snowy mountain. Our bus (the same one from the wolf/rugby team dream). We wandered around lost in the mountains for a while. We had been warped there for some kind of trial or something. We started climbing the snowy, wooded mountain, but were warped back before anything happened.
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