I had a dream once, around the same age as I was dreaming about that white owl I wrote about before, which featured a man who was so white he could only be considered an albino. He was also bald and had sharp teeth that were all in a point.
He did not strike me as frightening, though. I felt safe with him and I considered him a friend and protector in the dream. I had this feeling that while I was with him, nothing bad would happen.
He wore a white draping tunic of some sort. I'm not sure why or exactly what it was. We were both sitting on the ground, between the apple trees growing in the back yard and the chain link fence that separated my yard from the neighbor's yard.
It was the same sort of twilight blue time of day as the dream with the owl. He smiled to me, and I know he pat my head, smoothing my hair. I know he spoke to me, but I can't remember anymore what he said. It didn't scare me, though, I remember feeling reassured.
Shortly after that, he started to eat some leaves that had fallen to the ground from the apple trees. He did not touch any fallen apples, in fact I don't think there were any. He didn't pick anything off of the branches, he just took what was already on the ground. Yes, despite that he had sharpened teeth that were more suitable for meat.
He and I were both barefoot and I was in that long white dress again and my hair was down whereas usually I would have had it in a ponytail.
As he ate one of the leaves, he offered me another one and I accepted and began to nibble on it. I remember thinking it tasted sweet.
He smiled to me again in approval.
That's all I remember of the dream.
I think I dreamed of him one more time after that, but it was very fleeting and hazy because my mother woke me up for school shortly after the dream began and it didn't have a chance to solidify, I suppose. If I can use that word. It was the same setting, the same area, the same time of day, and we were sitting down again on the ground and wearing the same clothes as the last time. Other than that, I don't remember ever dreaming of him again.
