Dream 241

I was in a large, ornate victorian house that had many rooms, each of them decorated with a great deal of detail.  One of them, mostly in white, had a couple of feet of water covering the floor, so the only way to go in or out was on the tops of marble tables.  The tables had been placed so this was easier to do.

The people who lived there were strange humanoid creatures that were made of curled branches and twigs, like wooden machines.  Their heads and limbs were shaped in normal fashion, but they also had openings carved in them through which the curling wood could be seen moving in various patterns. They wore very elaborate clothing and hats and were dressed as ladies and gentlemen.

They were very smug about their house, and went about through the room smiling and looking superior.  But the things they said were amazingly ignorant and some, downright stupid.  

It was then that I realized I wasn't sure what their brains were made of, and how, or even if, they worked at all.