I knew when I came in through the video screen that I was entering another world--that was no problem for me. But I wasn't prepared for this fog. Perhaps I should try to find my way back out to the video screen, and not take this adventure at all.
But I am so tired. I have been awake for 30 hours straight. I bend down to see what the ground is like. It seems like a typical forest floor... strewn with evergreen needles, and the broad leaves of oak. I lie down on the forest floor, and instantly I am deeply asleep.
In my dream, a woman comes to me. She is wearing a long tunic. In her hands she has bread and fruit for me to eat. She wraps me in a soft, downey blanket. I hear birds singing, a strange kind of thing you would hear only in a dream. The birds sing a complex tune, but they sing it all in unison, like a choir. I can feel the hair stand up on my arm and my neck as I hear it. Their song goes on and on as I fade into the darkness of a long sleep in the dense fog.
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