Recent dreams containing cot page 9

Fortuneteller I was at , the man hair was comb in a one plat je hair. Was cotton withwhite

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

I was riding in a car with my cousin and his friends. The guy driving is my cousins business partner. They picked me up in a stolen Mercedes G500. We were pulled over and they told us the license plate was for a red f150 not a Mercedes G500. They pull me out and I bring my bag bc my cousin was tryin to put something in my bad. The police took my bag and put me in a police mobile station. A Latino nurse or cop had to search my things and person for narcotics. Noticed she lioed me so when they released me we spoke for most of the nite aka my dream

At WEC leaving work for the evening. As I was walking out Scott D. saw me and ended his conversation to walk me to my car. We walked a block or so chatting until we reached the parking lot. Then, instead of my car being in the lot, the dream changed and I was actually riding w/him in his truck. As I reached for the door handle, David said 'I see you got the truck running'. I said yes..and then there were two white Ford trucks in the lot. I turned around, opened the passenger side door and David was there with his hand held out to help me in, there was mess all in the floor board, he helped me in and held my hand....(woke up)

I was picking cotton and putting it into a large bag suspended between my legs. I was having a conversation with another person in the field but don't remember who it was. One plant was laid over on the ground, but I was picking from that because it had the best cotton on it.

Train to Scotland with a couple

I was driving in the car with someone I didnt know in real life but was comfortable with in the dream, and we got lost and ended up on a broken road. I told the guy I was with that we only had one option and it was to drive off the road. There was no other traffic. When we drove off the road we landed safely in a town but the town was very strange, isolated and small. I remember feeling very creeped out. The town was very dark, and dingy. We went up to one cottage and asked for help but the person was very rude and said they did not have cars. We went to another little business and one guy told us there was only one person with a car, and it was the mail man but he only came once in awhile. We ended up stealing bikes and riding back to our town. and then i woke up but i remember being nervous we were going to be cause by the people we stole the bikes from

Large cotton reel forced on me

I'm in an airport with a man I know and find attractive, I walk away from him to talk to another person and when I return he's gone, hiding from me and I find him staring at me through the window of a walk in freezer. He jumps out and kisses me. I suddenly end up on an airplane with an old school friend and she tells me we are going to Scotland then says she is joking and that we are going to California and I start panicking because I am supposed to be on a trip with the man I was with. We end up back together living in a series of different situations.

I dreamed about eating cotton