I sink into my bed; eyes closed, but my ears are still awake. Rain and thunder is all I can hear, the might of Thor spreading over the sky and falling down to the streets of this old, abandoned city. Leaves fly from the outside through my open window and the air in the room begins to smell of linden-tree. The space inside feels tiny, tiny.. almost insignificant. But my bed is so comfortable, so soft and cosy. I don't have the willpower to wake up from this half-dream.
I'm beginning to feel tingling on my eyelids and on my fingertips, as if stars are sparkling on my skin. And with the quietness of raindrops I begin to walk down on an invisible staircase with my feet of air. Downwards I go, more and more, until darkness covers me entirely. Now I can show my real glow.. look, behind my veils I radiate moonlight... Here's my warmest and coldest part - in my chest. I take my Mjölnir with both my hands and put them to my Heart. Everything is so quiet here. Nothing but wind I can hear..
Where I have arrived - this is my real home. Where I have rest from the world, from this insanity. It's a sanctuary - deep in the night, far away from any human creatures.This is my real room where I may invite someone with me. And I do. In the darkness. All for creation. For touch. For truth. For our mutual joy. Our connection is strong and beautiful, though dreams like this never stay in my mind for long, after I'm back to reality once more. They are just too beautiful to be comprehended and remembered by a mortal's primitive brain...
All I can see is butterflies of so many colours, deep, glowing, flittering, lively.. Tiny lashes, tiny little hearts beating and unable to be seen in their full magnificence by any human's eye. This is magical. This is innocent. Making me cry from joy in my bed. In my bed. I'm still laying there, which I know, because I feel so soft in my dream. As if I'm not walking but swimming and breathing in the darkness of a lake. And while I'm enchanted by it all, I begin see him appearing. He is shining his own light out towards me.. Oh, again. One more night. He appears like a wind and steals my breath away. Beautiful, beautiful heart...
I wish to continue the story of my dream, but this is the part where my words abandon me. The sensation can't be brought into life by any language.. all I can do is show you. See it in my eyes. Read between the lines.
I know now, I will return every night.
The most beautiful things can be seen only in full darkness.
