I’m with a group of people I don’t know who they are but we all seem to be friends. We are living somewhere very high up (on top of a mountain perhaps?) and down below (on the plains?) there are other people who are against us in some way I think we may be at war with them or at least involved in some sort of conflict. I have somehow acquired (built found or stolen I’m not sure) two sets of wooden wings (they look a bit like bat wings but with no membrane between the struts) so a friend and I decide to test them out. We jump from a balcony but it’s hard working gaining enough height to return to the mountain (we don’t want to land in the plains because of the enemy).
I’m on a train and there is something I have to do. Someone (a spy I think) is trying to stop me. I keep getting help from a number of cowboys (each of which seems to be an expert in one thing?) Then a woman dressed in a ball gown (one of those Victorian hoopy things) steals the letter that I am delivering but she sets her dress alight when she gets to close to a candle (it was placed on the floor) and I get the letter back
