Last night I dreamed that my bed was on a windy plain, with nothing else around it. The winds were blowing all around me, and blew a filmy, translucent, black sheet over me, covering me completely, and then it blew very hard directly on me, as if it were trying to keep me from getting up. I put out my hand and snatched the sheet off my body, and wadded it up and tossed it aside, and stood up.
I saw a mask coming towards me, it looked like a horse's head but stylized, as if it were a mask that an actor would wear in a Greek drama. It was at the height that it would be if a man were wearing it, but there was nothing else but the mask.
I knew that the spirits were trying to frighten me, so I went right up to the mask, and snatched it out of the air, and started tearing it to bits, it tore as easily as cardboard, and after I tore it up, I threw it down, and then I woke up. |
