Tears of sadness

I just woke up from an uncontrollable dream.

I and some people I know had been chosen a destiny to do a thing that would most likely end in our death and we were to leave one behind, one very precious to us that would have none left if we all perished in this great event.

Just before this event, five of us (we were eight), prepared a ceremony and went to the one that would be left behind to celebrate his birthday for the last time, and they were dressed in black robes that almost symbolized death. Like they expected to loose and die. I didn’t have the courage to go on that ceremony, I was to sad to say good bye to this person and still hoped for the chance of survival, but when we stood there, on the staircase watching the others go away with their robes to say farewell I followed them. I watched the ceremony from a distance and started crying, that was when I realized that I was dreaming.

Knowing that I would have to get up soon to go and work, I woke myself up and found myself crying in reality, still full of sadness.

This dream was as all my dreams very clear and very realistic. And I prey to the gods that I don’t need to leave this person left alone without anyone.

Well, now I will make some chocolate and take a cookie and then go away and work!

Best regards,
Herid Fel