These two dreams I had not last night but the night before. I awoke and told Lolita the first, but because it was still early for a Sunday morning, we went back to sleep and I had the second.
Troll Dream 1
I was inside some kind of indoor market. The exterior of the building was very luxiourious and grande in architectural style but made of imposing grey bleak granite. The sky was dark and wintery. Inside the building was neglected and bare, betraying long years of neglect since what presumably must have been more prosperous years.
The market stalls looked temporary and unsettled and one was selling chocolate. At the invite of the stall tender I checked under the stall for his secret stash of rare chocolates from his homeland of Romania. These came in various exciting different flavours including chilli, rose petals and mint. One of the bars was very large. I was emptying the bag on the floor to look at them when he told me he wanted 52 quid for the lot. Horrified by the price I quickly stashed them back in the bag making my apologies. I had thought to haggle, but I doubted I could get such a price down to something I could afford. Although as I was leaving I admitted to him that I may have been prepared to pay 30. Perhaps I meant I would have been prepared to haggle if he started at 30…
Anyway as I was leaving I saw a friend I was supposed to be with dive out through a large gothic window, passing through the glass without smashing it. They were wearing some kind of costume, with sort of batman like ears. I was about to follow them when I thought better of it and went out through the door. When I saw them in the street I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at them and say ‘show off’, as if to highlight the lack of need for such a dramatic exit.
They ignored me and ran off down the street and I followed them. When I caught up with this friend they were sitting on a wall by a large river under the night sky, and they took off their shoes to reveal socks with large holes such that all the toes poked through. As I scanned up I saw that what I had thought were batman hood ears were the actual ears of my friend, who had a roundish beautiful face with a slightly large reddish nose. A very handsome troll. He was eating the largest bar of chocolate, and smaller trolls sitting beside him were eating other bars.
‘Trolls!’ I called to them happy…
Troll Dream 2
A friend I was with (possibly a troll) had tricked me into taking a sacrament I was saving for another time and was telling me that its time was overdue. Despite my protestations that I hadn’t wanted to do it yet, they calmly explained that it was too late and I was now on my way to the beginning of time. After a weird ‘time tunnel’ effect, I found myself and my friend sitting in a field of grass on a bright hot summers day. There were people and in the distance a farmers tractor drove past.
I commented that I didn’t expect to see a tractor at the beginning of time, and my companion explained that the creator liked it that way. As I watched people walking around the fields I noticed one of them disappearing into the grass. My companion informed me this was the creator. Other people were walking over a cliff and as I watched they slowly processed down the cliff and climbed into the sea to disappear.
As I watched all this fascinated I saw a figure emerging from the sea again, only this time it was a naked woman with a large rounded bottom, covered in mud. She climbed part of the way up the cliff and then merged into the cliff, hardening into stone. I realised she wasn’t covered in mud, but made of it and she was using her body to repair or build the cliff.
I found myself doing the same and becoming stone. Later I was peeled off the cliff and I had the sensation that my back was covered in crystals and I was made of stone. I thought to myself that I’ve turned into a troll. Some scientists were doing some pain experiments on me. I recoiled from their pain stimulus, although I felt no pain. I tried explaining to the scientists that I had a reflex to recoil although I felt no actual pain, but they just seemed confused, as if they didn’t understand the difference.