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Very odd dream about being a relatively new member to an old (like, not quite current day technology, possibly quite a lot older) remote or island village on the coast, kind of a rocky shore, and of being taken in and learning how to live, where to find food the way the villagers did.
Then a strange traveling carnival/circus came through. There was something sinister about them, but also something to which I could relate, being sort of an outsider (but not) of the village, and more 'cultured' (wrong word/concept, but I can't reach better right now). The leader of the carnival seemed to like me, and I got greater access than most villagers (or maybe I was the only one who wanted it?)
As the time passed, certain members of the village joined the carnival. This seemed not uncommon to the villagers. As they were preparing to maybe head out, I noticed that they wouldn't come out into the sun, even the new members; they sat in a long wooden card (like a bus, but wooden) reading or sewing or doing other things, waiting for the sun to go down. Strangely, the sun didn't hit them inside, despite there being windows. I overheard the leader and a side kick talking about needing to gather more food, and being concerned and kind of surreptitious about it. I remember the leader saying he didn't want it to be a "comedy" as they left, and somehow I found out that a "comedy" meant killing everyone in the village as payment to some dark force, but that in some weird way if they gathered enough food, the dark thing wouldn't make demands on them. I wasn't supposed to hear/know this, but something about my in between-ness made it possible.
So, then I remember trying to take carnival individuals around, showing them the food they could forage that had just been shown to me (like free range greens that looked like weeds to the uninitiated), but I was having a hard time remembering them all. It felt as though I either couldn't tell the villagers what I knew, or that they wouldn't believe me, so it was on me to try to save both sides from violence and/or bloodshed. I called a village kid over for help, but then woke up.
Then a strange traveling carnival/circus came through. There was something sinister about them, but also something to which I could relate, being sort of an outsider (but not) of the village, and more 'cultured' (wrong word/concept, but I can't reach better right now). The leader of the carnival seemed to like me, and I got greater access than most villagers (or maybe I was the only one who wanted it?)
As the time passed, certain members of the village joined the carnival. This seemed not uncommon to the villagers. As they were preparing to maybe head out, I noticed that they wouldn't come out into the sun, even the new members; they sat in a long wooden card (like a bus, but wooden) reading or sewing or doing other things, waiting for the sun to go down. Strangely, the sun didn't hit them inside, despite there being windows. I overheard the leader and a side kick talking about needing to gather more food, and being concerned and kind of surreptitious about it. I remember the leader saying he didn't want it to be a "comedy" as they left, and somehow I found out that a "comedy" meant killing everyone in the village as payment to some dark force, but that in some weird way if they gathered enough food, the dark thing wouldn't make demands on them. I wasn't supposed to hear/know this, but something about my in between-ness made it possible.
So, then I remember trying to take carnival individuals around, showing them the food they could forage that had just been shown to me (like free range greens that looked like weeds to the uninitiated), but I was having a hard time remembering them all. It felt as though I either couldn't tell the villagers what I knew, or that they wouldn't believe me, so it was on me to try to save both sides from violence and/or bloodshed. I called a village kid over for help, but then woke up.
