All is Well

I dreamed that I was on an outing with the staff at my workplace, a social event, a sort of festival, a concert with several bands. All the seats were being taken, they were all so greedy and I was standing up, wondering if I should be here at all but there was one seat just in front of me so I took it. The music was supposed to be some kind of heavy metal, but I don’t remember. I was dancing on my chair, I didn’t care what others thought, if it was cool or not. There was a girl looking very witchy, she was sitting further ahead and she would turn sometimes to smile at me, I didn’t know if it was to make fun of me, but I certainly could hear some around me mocking one of my colleagues because he was moving his foot. I fell off my chair several times but I didn’t mind people looking down on me, I felt no shame. After the concert, they were all sitting at tables and I was sitting alone at the bar. Someone came to talk to me about a competition they were having, a sort of treasure hunt, the prize was a magical silver palm. The person talked about the prerequisite magical powers, all kind of super powers in order to find it. I said I could only communicate with the Fey and then I closed my eyes and admonished myself for bragging about a thing I was not even certain about, but the words were out and I hoped I hadn’t angered the Fey by my presumptions. I left the bar to walk to my hotel room, I was dressed in white mostly, that certainly drew stares. Whatever I did always turned out eccentric. On the way, I met two nice ladies, one had the look of a librarian and the other looked like a plump mother with rosy cheeks. Everybody was on the treasure hunt. I liked them at once. At the hotel, I met an old chap with a funny hat which had a feather on it. He was kind. I had a few word with him. I entered my room and realised my Lucy had stayed in the concert area, I felt despair, how was I to find her again? There was a knock on the door. I opened it, there was no one but on the ground, there was a package. I took it inside and opened it. It was the silver palm. It was big like my elbow and it looked like a cross between a palm and a feather, it was also slightly glittering. I didn’t ponder about the meaning of it, I put it straight on my heart and said “By the power of the Fairy Godmothers, please, Silver Palm, bring me back my Lucy”. I heard barking in the hall behind my door. Lucy was there playing tug of war with the chap with the feather hat. He saw me and laughed “Oh, I see you got your Lucy back!” and I knew instantly he was the one who brought me the Silver Palm and that he was Fey. He disappeared and I took Lucy inside. Pixie was here too. Later on, I went for a walk in the streets, the sun was shining, the morning light was so beautiful and I met the witchy girl from the concert, the librarian and the plump mother with rosy cheeks. They knew I had the palm because they were Fairy Godmothers. We gathered around it. We were now forming a league, we were friends for life.