A postman was found in the woods near an abbey. A large wolf was nearby. They took him in and when he awoke, found that he had no memories. His bag of mail was full, though and he decided to set out to deliver it in hopes of finding out who he was. He was accompanied by the wolf, whom he rode and who acted as a guard for him and also by a boy a little younger than he who wanted to see the world.
There was a man who could heal people by taking on their diseases and wounds himself, and a girl at the abbey who seemed important.

I had another dream about it last night. Different name this time, Kidana or Anakida. Art class in the chemistry room.

Sonĝo

Mi havis rikuran sonĝon. Mi edziĝis kun Ejmro, sed mi suspektis ke estis sonĝo kaj ni ne faris. Ni havis malkutimajn respondecojn, ia milito. Post kvar tagoj, mi decidis ke ne estis sonĝo, sed antaŭ tiu nokto, mi "vekis" en alian sonĝon. Mi ne memoras, sed mi pensas ke post kelkaj "vekoj," mi estis ĉe lernejo, sed kun universitataj lernigistoj. Mi irigis noton (kiu diras ke estis sonĝo) al Ejmro kaj ŝi ridas min, sed mi klarigis. Estis ia komploto pri D-ro Ŭillbank kaj S-ro Hendrik.

Unue, nia lito estis kiel kaŝejo kaj estis danĝera.

Dream

Mi estis in mia domo, kaj mia frato penantis aĉeti malkutiman animalon. Ĉu estis ia speco de strigo? Mi samtempe laboris kun FEF, TER kaj... alia trolo por fari projekton kiu engaĝis vesto kiel la Escitiano. FEF estis iom ventrega. La projekto estis filmo por lernejo. Mia FIN-a ĉapelo estis la plej bona ni povas fari. Ĝi estis griza.

Another dream

I had a dream that began in a bookstore. I was to read a book and write an essay on it all within two days (it was a thick book and the teachers were mean). I don’t remember the beginning of the dream very well, but I became someone else (some character that I recognised but don’t remember) and I placed the book back on the shelf (which was near a large, window-covered wall, like with sliding glass doors). As I did so, something happened. Some villain or (I vaguely remember it being a person) did something to the book or to me and it happened so that when someone read the cover of the book, an explosion would go off.
This happened and the city outside (which looked like a mall with an open-roof and many, many walk-ways criss-crossing over one another upwards) was in an uproar. It happened so that protective domes would come up over groups of people (and the villain) and some would be trapped/protected from the blasts. I fled the city and worked to stop the villain possibly with some allies. This portion of the dream lasted a while, but I have forgotten it.
The dream reset to the bookstore. Instead of me and my class being there, there was little bit of a half-start where some other character primed the book for explosion as I had. A quick, accelerated version of events happened under different circumstances and the character fought against the villain in the city. I think space was involved at some point.
The dream reset again, with the person at the book being Lux this time. I was observing as a person in the dream from outside the store. After the first explosion, she fought the villain in the streets of the city and eventually had to escape through a lower-floor.
Now the dream took a turn. The Fellowship Of the Ring were gathered in the city and split in the chaos and escaped through various exits. It was a DnD party and my brother was playing “Frodo.” I remember Gimli was with him (I don’t remember who played the other characters) and that there was a Troll (DnD style, but who turned to stone in sunlight) who was part of the group but was nowhere to be found. It was Lord of the Rings, ish, but I don’t remember the rest of the party matching the Fellowship. There was discussion about the Troll and how he had left a note about something and that they were to go to the Trolls’ realm. There was a dungeon on the way, one that was very Skyrim-y and at which point I was part of the party, not the DM. I rememebred having done the dungeon, a little. At the end, we reached the Troll Realm. At this point, it sort of switched from being what was happening to what I was planning to happen as I ran the campaign. On the way out, there was to be a large, stone pedastal-thing which was actually a sword. Nick was going to become entranced and draw it out and dual-wield it along with a war-hammer that he had found (even though he was “Frodo,” he was not a halfling). The group was to leave him in the Troll Realm for a mission. When they returned, he had made friends with a troll and the troll’s wife and he and the party would go and rescue the Troll and the Troll’s son from a hill-top  where they were enchanted. There was a cave-troll boss that they were to fight, after which point he would lose the sword.
I remember planning out a labrynthine maze for the trolls’ realm (which was underground and resembled a very high-built mass-tomb).
A few notes: There were lots of discussions and parts with the Fellowship regrouping that I don’t remember very well, and it should be noted that whoever it was who primed the book for explosion was not the cause of it. The villain had made it so that whenever they looked at words, he could make it so that they would explode next time someone read them. The mission that they left Frodo behind for was picking up his sister from somewhere.

I have determined what it feels like: I feel as though I am strung up by one ankle and left to hang. Everything is still there, just different, less comfortable and less pleasant. The solution is in sight, but out of reach. Occasionally, a fit of hopefulness will take me and I will struggle to reach the knot, but all this serves to do is tire me out. And still the knot grows tighter.

It still hurts