Dreamalities

She was in a corner, i remember her poor sad face. Her beautiful and joyful spring dress was making the contraste even stronger... Poor Isoldis... was she here physically ? or was i dreaming her ? It seemed that i was the only one to notice her... the dancers were like parasites between her and me, sliding on the grey stone... they had no face... was there any music ?
I felt Reiven's presence next to me, like an anchor , North, a reference. Reiven, here, ok, i keep her in mind, and now i can move in this chaos, regulary watching behind me to see her. I move toward Isoldis, her spring dress and her sad face calling silently for help, for death, for anything which could stop her pain. I arrive in front of her, i have forgotten, has she spoken ? i don't think so... have i written something ? i don't remember. Then someone calls me, faces... someone gives me a music instrument... automatically start to play, i don't know what... i hear nothing... where's Reiven !? ah, here, on my right, she's smiling at me, it helps me...
Then we are somewhere else, a balcony... a lot of people watching Isoldis drowning in the river, far far down the cliff... I write to Reiven : Isoldis needs help ! no one sees that she needs help ? are you all in another world again ?
I hear Reiven asking Lord Anglachelm for help, and this one laughing, and laughing, without end... and i start to run, i panic, she will die !
down to the river... and suddenly she's not in the water anymore, but in front of me, in her spring dress... dry ? who was drowning then ?
I remeber hugging Isoldis, yes, i am sure now, she was dry, the smell of flowers in her hair... then other people come, and all what they find to say is : oh , we have disturbed lord Anglachelm for nothing... for nothing ? yes it's what they say, and look at me and laugh at me. For nothing ? Would they really have prefered that it was for something ???
These people are frightening me, i run away... I'm in the desert now... no... i'm in some green hilled landscape, there's a garden, i am dancing with Reiven, i'm happy, i feel safe... thís dream looks perfect. We are not dancing anymore, i am telling Reiven about my dreams... i am telling her that i want to help Isoldis but i can't because I AM MAD !
i feel her hand, i watch her beautiful hand, on my shoulder. on MY shoulder ! I follow the wrist, the arm, the shoulder, i look in her eyes, and she smiles, she tells me that she will help me, and that we will manage it. she said : WE, will manage it... i don't need to flee again... i feel tired... she waves at me... waves... waves... my last thoughts before the black were : yes, WE will manage, and WE will help Isoldis... thank you Reiven... waves... waves...