Oh? That sounds beautiful. Pity you can't share dreams.
You're lucky, I've been having this identical, recurring dream from a young age in which I'm torn from one dream and flung through the universe (space) and bombarded with images and words, as it ends violently.
A
ll my clothes get torn off with the force of the wind and my body though intact seems lighter.
The noise still terrifies me. This repetitive, whispered, rushing, like an ocean made of human voices raised in hushed screams.
I wonder...