Romans & histoires Dreaming Of Someone You Never Met

Chapter 3 I came to a halting stop when I saw him, the feeling that I’ve seen him before shook me up but I couldn’t put my hands on the where part. How did he end up marrying my sister? I asked myself. “I’m sorry have we met before?” I asked him. Confusion flickered on his face and then his answer threw me off-guard “Yes we have, he answered, in the dream world” he said jokingly. “Ha, I said laughing, like your humor” I said even though I knew that was the most likely explanation. People tend not to believe what they think is crazy. I would’ve had a hard time believing that I can travel through realm if I hadn’t done it.

Standing there with wide smiles on their faces were mom, dad, Liam, kelly, and Lilly. Was I dreaming again? I could hardly tell when I was dreaming these days. They are dead. They all dead. How are they standing in front of me? "Well someone isn't happy to see us" mom always said that "She probably woke up from the wrong side of the bed" kelly joked. Typically kelly says that. What is going on? My head starts spinning and soon I found myself on the floor, all of them rushing towards me. "No, don't touch me" I backed away fast, "you not real" I whispered to myself. Wake up Martha! Please wake up. Tears well up in my eyes.

"It is to your benefit that your mother has invited hundreds. That's the only way you could find the girl in your dreams, don't you think?” "Yes, I pray to see her on this day. I have been thinking of her since last night. She had come in my dreams this morning, wearing a white dress, her red curls gleamed in the ray of the sun, behind her looked like a white chamber. It was as if she was looking in the sky for me." "I pray with you, that she is to be here today." Charles droop his eyelids in a thought. "What if she wasn't invited? ---what if she is just a plain girl with no high class? Will I ever get a chance to meet her?"

Forever. On a chilled January afternoon, I’d shared this dream with my friend, Biswa and my elder brother Nisim. Biswa looked baffled. He had laughed at it and said it was all because of reading Alice in Wonderland over and over again? I was baffled too, because Biswa knew so much about fantasies and dreams and visions and he laughed. I was baffled because for me dreams, fantasies and vision were the same thing. Stories.

“Matteo, people can only atone for their sins if they’re alive. Don’t take this to extremes.” Matteo suddenly smiled. “Sof understands me, but there’s no turning back for me now. When I was eight, I saw my father cheat on my mother with my own eyes. From then on, I knew love couldn’t be trusted. I drifted through women ever since, never once getting attached. Only you, Sof, you’re the only woman who ever made me break my own rules. It’s my fault I betrayed you. And I know there’s no future for us anymore.”

And Gaia does mean it, but I arch a brow, doubting even she can fix this. “I’ve been having these weird dreams…” I begin hesitantly. “There are people I don’t know, yet in my dreams, they act like they know me, like they care about me. It doesn’t make any sense.” I trail off, watching Gaia closely. Her gaze sharpens in a way that makes me uneasy, like she knows I’m not telling her everything. I don’t even know how to say the real thoughts that are lurking in the back of my mind.

The party that would later be the stage for unexpected encounters and raw, unguarded emotions loomed in the back of my mind like a distant promise. I recalled fleeting images of faces in the crowd, the possibility of meeting someone who might mirror my own hidden desires and secrets. One name, in particular, surfaced unbidden—Dylan. The very thought of him stirred a cocktail of emotions: desire, uncertainty, and the tantalizing prospect of a connection that defied the ordinary. Yet, in that unassuming morning, even the idea of him was shrouded in mystery—a half-remembered dream that hovered just at the edge of consciousness.

I leaned slightly forward, “what does it mean when someone appears in your dreams every night? Someone you’ve never met, yet you feel like you’ve known them across lifetimes?” Her lips trembled, but she whispered, “It means… your souls remember each other, even if your minds do not.” A faint smile tugged at my lips. “Exactly what I thought.” Silence thickened after that, heavy and uncomfortable. I saw the way they exchanged glances when they thought I wasn’t watching. One of them even crossed herself as though warding away evil. Good. Let them fear me. Their fear was my armor. Only one person had ever looked at me without fear.

Chapter 303: The Dreaming Earth The Shared Dreamscape — Unknown Plane It began as a shimmer beneath the eyelids of billions. A pulse of light, a breath of warmth — and then the boundaries between minds dissolved like ink in water. The dream had no single sky, no single ground. Instead, it was fluid — cities floating above oceans, forests spiraling into constellations, memories woven into structures of thought. People saw places they had never been, felt languages they had never spoken, and knew one another without words.