This morning I spoke to my Lord of my dream of the night before. And I said to him, “My dear Lord, last night as you slept, I dreamt. And in this dream I walked in solitude through the corridors of this High Palace, undisturbed in the silence here in its empty halls, above the clouds, above the sky, above the air we are supposed to breathe. And it was only because the dust of the world still clung to me that I knew I was dreaming.”