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Another night of much dreamage (ie enough recall to give that impression - and waking grogginess).
Visited Sunfell. Saw and remarked upon the playfullness of her cats as they gallumphed around the basement area, where we were sat; other friends or acquaintences of hers also dropped over (leading to a tad of awkwardness on my part), though weren't interacting that much with me or her.
Was in the Middle Earth scenario, where 'Saruman' tricked me (to my annoyance, in retrospect) into thinking that 'Gandalf' was the one who'd 'gone bad' (and very bad), and would shortly be attacking Saruman. I was gulled enough into trying to help shield 'Saruman' (where he lay on this bier), as Gandalf came nigh. That may have allowed Saruman extra energy to try some under-handed blow or other, but my general impression is that in the end, it still availed him not. Still annoyed over getting 'fooled' - even by someone as good at it as 'Saruman'.
Sense of stopping into this place, perhaps while journeying. Very jumbled here - possibility of 'gangster' activity - a sense of 'backstory', possibly memory of past interactions among gangster types, more than a current event. I seemed to get the impression of a 'stand-off' of some kind between two gangsters - that may have been the 'memory'. I looked at some black pants hanging on a rack, but as if they were mine or had been worn before by me, while someone nearby exuded impatience.
Visited Sunfell. Saw and remarked upon the playfullness of her cats as they gallumphed around the basement area, where we were sat; other friends or acquaintences of hers also dropped over (leading to a tad of awkwardness on my part), though weren't interacting that much with me or her.
Was in the Middle Earth scenario, where 'Saruman' tricked me (to my annoyance, in retrospect) into thinking that 'Gandalf' was the one who'd 'gone bad' (and very bad), and would shortly be attacking Saruman. I was gulled enough into trying to help shield 'Saruman' (where he lay on this bier), as Gandalf came nigh. That may have allowed Saruman extra energy to try some under-handed blow or other, but my general impression is that in the end, it still availed him not. Still annoyed over getting 'fooled' - even by someone as good at it as 'Saruman'.
Sense of stopping into this place, perhaps while journeying. Very jumbled here - possibility of 'gangster' activity - a sense of 'backstory', possibly memory of past interactions among gangster types, more than a current event. I seemed to get the impression of a 'stand-off' of some kind between two gangsters - that may have been the 'memory'. I looked at some black pants hanging on a rack, but as if they were mine or had been worn before by me, while someone nearby exuded impatience.