Dreams.

I often dream that I am some other character, just like in games or expansions. This time, I was an elf, even though the setting of the dream started as a purely modern, urban environment – I didn't understand why. But that's how it was. It was a rather snowy winter. Between the city and the nearest forest stretched a long ravine-like canal. During a walk along it, I discovered a strange anomaly: a couple of trees and the space around them were snow-free, contrary to the season, and moreover, green and covered with grass and leaves, as if it were summer. Was it a geothermal source? An attempt to walk further along the forest showed that it was unlikely – further on, the greenery was continuous, and it couldn't be a coincidence. We continued our walk. A couple of kilometers later, my attention was drawn to a tree that didn't look like the typical trees in this forest – it was too branched, as if it were from an African equatorial forest. As you enter, you immediately see a lot of wildlife. Some baboons are marching on two legs, and spider-like monkeys are jumping from branch to branch, and birds are flying... It's warm and pleasant, and I even wanted to lie down for a while on the grass, right next to these primates, but they didn't pay any attention to me. A little further into the forest stood two thick stone Towers, facing each other like gates. Here were people in medieval attire; a guard walked around, wearing chainmail with a fabric in heraldic colors over it, and he held a similar heraldic shield in his hand. An attempt to ask him about what this place was led to nothing, unfortunately, and the other people didn't clarify anything either. When I asked them what the Towers were and what they were for, the answers were in the spirit of... Well, imagine a person from the Middle Ages asking you what a "car" is, and you answer that "I got stuck in traffic in it yesterday," without explaining anything in detail. It was the same here; we didn't synchronize our thoughts. Finally, I (my character) decided to ask: "What is behind the Towers?" The answer surprised me: "Oh, that's not even the most interesting part!" All this contrast, the feeling of euphoria from touching something unusual and beautiful, was already overwhelming me, but after hearing this... Indeed, the people behaved and spoke about this place as if it were something ordinary, while for me, it was a small miracle. So, what else is there in this world that I haven't seen? With this anticipation, the dream ended.