In the land of dreams there was nowhere to rest his feet. He was struggling to keep up with his lady who was vanishing from his sight. He cried.His head was throbbing. She was gone and she was there. Where is she?
A hand clutched his and tightened and dug into his flesh. He was losing himself. Was he swimming in the right direction? Where was she? He turned this way and that. The Deep Blue pressed into him and burnt his lungs till he cried out and gulped in the air. But it was water that he breathed in. The hand dragged him down.
Before all became darkness he saw a bracelet shinning around the hand and it seemed to come alive like a snake. Then it glistened and exploded. Lights flashed in the Deep Blue.
He saw her eyes and knew it was her.
“ Who are you..You betrayed me..” he cried to her. And her eyes brimmed with tears.
He opened his eyes slowly. He was awake and yet he was asleep. What were those scars at his wrist. Why could he still feel the pain of something cutting into his flesh?
Where is she now? Who was this lady he was looking for? Zaklion did not know. For Zaklion had lost himself . Yet in the Land Of Dreams sometimes he remembered bits and pieces of another land, another person like him. Here he was all alone.
He did not know his own name
Some nights he heard a voice telling him: “ If you knew who you are, you would not look at her that way. “
