Dreams.

I had two dreams, and during both, I was in a very light sleep – a couple of thoughts crossed my mind, and I heard several sounds from the real world, specifically from the street and the neighboring room. I remember the first dream vaguely. It was some small, two-story building (perhaps a motel), with half of the first floor occupied by a swimming pool. I went down from the second floor, exchanged a few words with a woman standing at the counter (a receptionist?), and then I jumped into the pool, swimming and diving alone until some guy entered the building, jumped into the pool, and I left and went back upstairs. Then there was a kind of transition between the dreams; I sat down at the computer, and the second dream seemed to take place inside it. In the second dream, I was one of the princes of Amber, and one of my brothers was with me, and together we commanded an army similar to that of the English in the fourteenth century. To our right was an old, abandoned Castle, and to our left, a lake that fed the Castle's moat. We led our army across the moat and launched an attack on the enemy – a French army from the same period, commanded by our brother. We destroyed part of the enemy army and captured our brother. The remaining enemy forces retreated some distance and began to regroup, while we drowned our brother in the moat. We drowned him for about ten minutes, but I somehow knew that he would still survive. Then, suddenly, I became another prince of Amber, fighting a kilometer away from us, on the other side of the Castle. I was moving through the forest and observing the enemy troops – Turks from the eighteenth century – while I commanded Russian troops from the same period. I saw a detachment of my Cossacks, armed with muskets (strange, they preferred close combat), crossing a small river. The Turks noticed them and opened fire, and somehow, from that distance, I managed to give the order for a temporary retreat, to join up with other units, and I waited for the detachment that was moving through the forest and was supposed to attack the enemy from the rear. Somewhere here, the dream ended.