dream diary: entry for 27 February 2007

i'm in a large room in a building. it looks like the buildings in my old school in Riyadh. it seems to be a family office--my mother's family, specifically. i'm there with my mom. i'm not sure who else.

we are being held up. apparently we had hidden the cash in little bundles and stashed them under the table by the window in the far end of the room, stuck to the belly of the tabletop. when we had handed the money over, we were made to sit in chairs by the table, and tied up. right in front of us was a large mirror, about the size of a wall, and it was hanging from the ceiling, facing the window. it had an ornate frame, made of what seemed to be brass.

i don't know who was with me aside from my mom, but there were four of us in those chairs. the rest of the room was lit up in small fires--twenty little flames, i think? maybe more. those little fires were arranged neatly on the floor, as if on a grid, and blocked the way between us and the door. not that we were capable of running.

soon, warriors dressed in traditional Thai costumes and masks arrived, assaulting the building. they carried curved swords. as they approached, they were met by more warriors, but dressed in different costumes--also Thai. the fray commenced. i didn't know why they were fighting, or what it had to do with me and my family.

i don't know how, but the rest is related to this thread in my dream. I know it's not a different dream: i was somehow transported outside the building, while Mom and the others remained inside. i was with some other people, and we had found an artifact. we were trying to decipher where it was from, and of what it was made. there were ancient writings on it, and it had something to do with garlic, and the origins of the artifact. it was a black disc, with a square in the middle, about five inches across.

there was a little woman, a midget, with us, dressed in a suit, with long, straight hair and a beautiful, strong face. her skin was the color of cream, her hair and her suit dark. because of this artifact, this little woman needed to conceive a child. it had something to do with Anna's baby. maybe we needed her help to save Anna's baby?

the little woman went around the woods to search for answers, and for a man to impregnate her. she went to a fair, and asked a man by the stage some questions. she looked beautiful standing in the grass, austere and determined in her dark suit. behind her, children played on a merry-go-round, and loud, happy music played eerily.

in the meantime, i had to take care of Anna, but she kept running. for a pregnant woman, she ran fast, and i could barely catch up with her. "well, she's in better shape," a companion told me. but i managed to reach her as she crested a hill while following a path to what looked like UP's Quezon Hall.

perhaps those warriors wanted the artifact?