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Another Lost dream, before I forget it entirely...
Priests - three or four of them. They live on the island seperately to The Others and while they are technically priests (wearing black robes and dog collars) they are dangerous, libidinous & violent. One of them becomes obsessed with Claire. There is also a middle aged woman called Mary amongst the crash survivors - a devout Catholic. She organises a choir - even the most skeptical survivors end up joining in. They are singing in a building - it's very light in there... it might be missing a wall or the glass in the windows might have been destroyed. That's when the priests attack.
The train station was back as well. There was a lot of travel in my dreams last night, and travel dreams often involve the same station. It's underground, in London - usually Brixton for some reason - and while there are only two platforms, all trains to everywhere stop there. Usually there are many trains to different places all on the same platform. I have to run to catch the train and be very careful to get on the right one. Usually in my travel dreams I can see landmarks from all over the world at the same time... one from where I'm coming from, one from where I'm going to. Canterbury is the Cathedral, London is either St Pauls or Big Ben, America is the Manhattan skyline, Asia is the Taj Mahal, North Africa is an ornate Muslim Temple covered in a mosaic of coloured glass or ceramics. I can't remember any landmarks from this dream, but I do remember rolling hills drenched in bright sunshine. It was very pretty.
Priests - three or four of them. They live on the island seperately to The Others and while they are technically priests (wearing black robes and dog collars) they are dangerous, libidinous & violent. One of them becomes obsessed with Claire. There is also a middle aged woman called Mary amongst the crash survivors - a devout Catholic. She organises a choir - even the most skeptical survivors end up joining in. They are singing in a building - it's very light in there... it might be missing a wall or the glass in the windows might have been destroyed. That's when the priests attack.
The train station was back as well. There was a lot of travel in my dreams last night, and travel dreams often involve the same station. It's underground, in London - usually Brixton for some reason - and while there are only two platforms, all trains to everywhere stop there. Usually there are many trains to different places all on the same platform. I have to run to catch the train and be very careful to get on the right one. Usually in my travel dreams I can see landmarks from all over the world at the same time... one from where I'm coming from, one from where I'm going to. Canterbury is the Cathedral, London is either St Pauls or Big Ben, America is the Manhattan skyline, Asia is the Taj Mahal, North Africa is an ornate Muslim Temple covered in a mosaic of coloured glass or ceramics. I can't remember any landmarks from this dream, but I do remember rolling hills drenched in bright sunshine. It was very pretty.
