lights

i dreamed last night that i came upon a place in the forest where a small community had been. there was nobody there, but what remained was still connected to sources of power somehow. the buildings were like advanced tree-houses, with sturdy frames, lighting, and open sides that faced the direction of the sun rise. there were strings and strings and strings of white christmas tree lights connecting one "house" from another, and even arranged around some trees to give the effect of a may pole. as i came upon them, a man appeared out from behind something, and then several men, and then what seemed to be an entire village. they told me they had to leave. that "they" were coming to tear everything down, that they had been discovered and were considered trespassers. it was getting torn down soon, i was told, so i'd better look now, and remember everything. all of the lights were turned on and it looked like i skeleton with all the bare limbs in the cold.

as i looked, the lights began flickering and dying one at a time until they were all out, and you could only hear bulldozers in the distance.