The Hundred And Forty Seventh Dream Of The Waiting Prince

And this morning I told my Lord of last night’s dream. And I said to him, “My dear Lord, last night as you slept I dreamt. And in this dream I stood upon the Jagged Bridge, that stretches between the Palace of The Imminent Prince and the Palace Of The Emperor’s Reign. And both these great houses were as empty as tombs, and as silent. And across the lake that separates them the morning mist slowly evaporated away beneath the spring sun, and by noon no trace was there of this fog, just as no trace was there of night, as no trace was there of you, no trace was there of me.”