Was it just a dream?


It was early morning when I woke up in the middle of a beautiful flower meadow. Dew lay on the blades of grass and the blossoms of thousands of flowers. Where was I? How and when did I come here? I didn't remember.

I got up and heard a sound coming from the distance. There, a man was standing, upright, proud, and quite handsome. He smiled and waved me as if he was waiting for me.
I looked at him and wanted to go there, asking where I was and who he was, but with every single step I did, the distance did not shorten.

His smile was enchanting and his eyes looked seducing. His mouth seemed to speak. I couldn't hear it but read from his lips.
"Come to me," he said again and again, "come in my arms."
I tried to walk faster, but there was no chance of coming forward.

Suddenly, I heard a beautiful melody.
"Dance to him," a voice whispered to me. "Dance!"

Like a miracle, my feet began dancing, and I got fast forward. I danced with closed eyes.
I dizzied from dancing and fell.
Immediately, the music stopped, and the mysterious voice whispered: "this was your only chance, your only chance. You have missed it...you missed it!"

"Your only chance...only chance...missed it...missed it," it echoed inside me.

I opened my eyes. "Oh no," I screamed, "don't go, please, don't go!"
He disappeared, slowly, very slowly, with sadness on his face into the fog, still reaching his waving hand to me.
"I'll come back once more," he said.
"When?", I asked, "when?"
"I don't know," he answered, "one day. Just wait for me."
He waved once more, then, he disappeared, completely.

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  • You will find my comment in my blogs:  https://www.myenglishclub.com/blogs/pyramid

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    Your blog reminds me the world I dwell in.

    A very beautiful piece of emotions.  

    Pyramid
     It was a cool evening. I was once again standing before the Pyramids, where I first met her.  I didn't know whether it was a dream or live reality. …
  • Dear Rosemary, thanks a lot for your encouraging words. You got the sense of my short story quite exactly.

    About writing a novel...Sometimes, I think about that idea, too, but a novel is much more complicated than short stories.

    By the way, until now, I wrote my stories only in English and published them here in EC. It is for me a good way to improve my English skills. 

    Thanks again...and...have also a nice day.

  • Hi dear Rose :) you have that unique flow of ideas and scenes in a natural way , which , in my opinion a skill that you can use in writing successful novels .
    I have really enjoyed the dream with all its deep symbols. I think it is related to every woman need for a man in her life . No matter , how complete and joyful her life is , but as she approaches a man he keeps running away from her . Men don't care about lot about the passionate nature of women and their need for closeness . They only appear charming from a far distance like in your dream . The distance is there and it deprive us from the happiness of unity . Have a nice day my friend :)

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