Zealot

I was young, about 15 or so. I had bare feet and a bunched up raggy skirt.
The dream started as I was running for my life from a woman in officer clothing (i can tell now that she was probably a nazi). I was a gypsy girl, my hair was much the same as it is right now, long and dark.
I was so scared. She was shooting at me from behind. I was running on a dirt road and there was a gray looking forest in front of me. All the trees seemed bare, everything was gray.
I managed to make it to the edge of the forest before i felt a shot in my back. All the wind left my lungs. I was in so much pain, but i had to keep running. I stumbled and started to run again, a little dizzy. The woman wouldn't follow me. She was looking at something in the woods, she was scared. I looked around too.
There was something moving amongst the trees. It looked to be in the form of a man, but it was quick and changed colors to match it's surroundings. I was not looking where i was going, i stumbled to the edge of a cliff and began to slide down. The cliff side cut my legs, my arms and my face. I quickly grabbed onto some rocks that were protruding from the cliff side.
My chest ached. I could feel the blood go down my back. I could not see much, there was blood in my eyes. I cried out for help. I waited.
I cried out again. I wept bitterly for my misfortune of being alive.
After about an hour (in dream time) passed. I tried to wipe the blood from my face, but that just put more dirt on me.
Suddenly a figure appeared above me, looking over the cliff edge. I could not see any features, possibly because the sun was behind it. It threw down some rope and i quick took hold of it. The figure pulled me up and i laid down on the grass. It was odd. This person was not quite a person, he was more like a spirit. He didn't have features that i could see, and he took on the colors and images of his surroundings. To me at the moment he looked like the sky. I gazed painfully up at him, clutching my chest with my bloody arms. I rested my head back down on the grass and shut my eyes, feeling just how badly everything hurt. I felt i was going to die, and i cared little about it. My entire home and everyone in it was destroyed. I went unconscious.
I woke up, still in this dream. It was night and there was a fire i was lying next to. My scrapes and cuts did not hurt as bad, my chest did not ache. I went unconscious again.
I woke up again in this dream. It was daylight now. I saw the dead campfire in front of me, beyond that was the spirit-man. I sat up. I felt no pain. I stood up and brushed my skirt off and took all the leaves out of my hair.
"Thank you." i said to the faceless man.
I could feel him looking at me, wondering about me. I was so happy to be alive and okay, i forgot all about what had happened to my family. I looked at the ground and saw some flowers. They seemed out of place because they were so beautiful. So little and so white. I picked a few and looked at them. I looked over to the spirit-man and smiled at him. I bounced on my feet a little, feeling energetic. I twirled around and picked more flowers, putting them in my hair. The spirit-man continued to watch me.
I lived in the woods for about a week with the spirit-man. In that time it's almost like i didn't have to eat or drink. One day i felt like wandering further than normal. I kept walking until i came to a dirt road. I played on the road a bit and drew things in the dirt with a stick. I heard a sound behind me. It was the sound of a car. I turned and froze. I must have come across a road that is being patrolled. It was like an army jeep without a roof. The car stopped just within my sight, close enough to see a woman-officer stand up and look at me. My heart turned to ice. I ran faster than I had ever ran before. I heard gun shots behind me and the jeep was catching up. I swerved off into the woods and quickly the spirit-man caught me. His arms wrapped around me like a fog and he pulled me into the bushes. I hid there in his arms, hoping not to be found, but happy and safe. I felt a love for the spirit-man and i did not want to leave that spot.
i woke up.