to sleep, perchance to dream.

I dreamed a dream and saw the flames of disaster consuming my friends and my family, and I wept for I knew not that I was in a dream. As I ran to them the flames parted, and I was able to see the destruction and terror unobstructed before my eyes. But I could not reach them. The flames had parted, the way was clear but ever they were out of my reach. Should I ever reach them the flames would engulf us and burn us to ruin. Then they were taken. To where I know not, I was not allowed to follow. "Don't you understand!" I would cry. But then I would not remember who was being taken away. Suddenly everything was slipping away. It was another time, later is all I knew, and I was in pursuit of those that had been taken from me. And hunting those responsible, but for what I no longer knew. And once again I wept, for I knew now the dream I dreamed was not just a dream.