In this dream stands a man. Two horses, two riders, two women before him. In his eyes is recognition. To his left a sidewalk. Its road vaguely running off to the school of his youth. A void stillness fills the place and a foreboding encroaches. An unknown urge for flight swarms his senses. Feet think before thought. He is taken away, sidewalk blurring, a surreal shifting of vision as the picture swims past him. Across the road he leaps, over to the opposite sidewalk; There he sees the second horse already astride. With a leap he is behind the rider. And the elements rush past. The first horse overtakes, storming on the road to their left. He scrambles to the ground. He runs and leaps once more, up behind the rider. The rider, and he, gallop. Their end is unknown.
In this dream…
In this dream stands a man. Two horses, two riders, two women before him. In his eyes is recognition.