Dream Report

[moon_custafer]

A nineteenth-century upper-class family had a son and an adopted foundling; the foundling was the more attractive - dreamy, slightly consumptive; the family's own son was rougher-looking. Perhaps for this reason, or perhaps because he was convinced he's catch the germs from his adopted sibling, he always resented him. As they grew older, the family son developed an interest in tattoos -- this being a nineteenth-century setting, they were crudely-done, traditional sailors' tattoos. He ran away, or vanished, one day. The foundling son lived on; his consumption went into remission. A few years later he and some friends were staging a magic show, when he noticed a lady with a florid face sitting at the back of the audience. This part of the dream was staged with a toy theatre; all printed cardboard cut-outs; with occasional cuts back to the live theatre where I could see that every time the foundling son glanced at the audience, the pink-faced lady was a few rows closer to the stage. At last she sat in the front row, and it was obvious that her face was that of the family son, but on upside-down.