In a time... so far past
dream sense ... intangible.
I drempt of her.
dear brother. My sweet brother.
He was lying on the floor.
Shower head raining on him.
Washing his blood.
As I held that frail body
so close to my heart, I glanced.
The wall of tile...each a mirror.
She was behind me...
Presented to me through reflection
a piece of me.
my hands now empty...he disappeared.
i kneel to her level.
so intense was this energy.
So beautiful she was...fair skin.
Dark hair. a warning.
"I am with you. But, caution.
...if you are not careful
you will lose me."
I know this child is my daughter.
Speaking to me beyond mortality.
"i must go..." she regrets.
and i am sad to see her leave.
but even in subconscious
curiosity is evident.
"What is your name?"
as a last request...
she responds,
"Nikolei"
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