
He said to dream of him…
It wasn’t what I expected.
It was the boat dream again. I was on a small raft, floating, floating, endlessly drifting.
At first the sea was calm, something I don’t remember from previous dreams. Then, it slowly crescendoed into a storm. The rain came harder, faster. The waves lapped over the boat, threatening to drag me under.
And then I saw him. He was there in another boat, reaching out for me. His hand outstretched, his eyes looked sad. It was as if he knew he couldn’t save me. But yet he tried.
And I reached out. Reached my fingers till the tips brushed his. It was almost enough.
Then the rain started to change. Instead of rain, it was arrows, coming from the heavens. They hit the water, hit the boat, thudding, thudding. I tried to curl up to protect myself from the onslaught, but one scraped my cheek, another my ear, and they were raining all around.
And I watched with horror as an arrow pierced him in the heart. He looked at me as I watched him, his eyes went blank, and he fell.
Then it all went black.
It’s all I can remember.
It was a fitful night.
It wasn’t what I expected.
It was the boat dream again. I was on a small raft, floating, floating, endlessly drifting.
At first the sea was calm, something I don’t remember from previous dreams. Then, it slowly crescendoed into a storm. The rain came harder, faster. The waves lapped over the boat, threatening to drag me under.
And then I saw him. He was there in another boat, reaching out for me. His hand outstretched, his eyes looked sad. It was as if he knew he couldn’t save me. But yet he tried.
And I reached out. Reached my fingers till the tips brushed his. It was almost enough.
Then the rain started to change. Instead of rain, it was arrows, coming from the heavens. They hit the water, hit the boat, thudding, thudding. I tried to curl up to protect myself from the onslaught, but one scraped my cheek, another my ear, and they were raining all around.
And I watched with horror as an arrow pierced him in the heart. He looked at me as I watched him, his eyes went blank, and he fell.
Then it all went black.
It’s all I can remember.
It was a fitful night.