Dreams. What are dreams actually? Do we really know? Let me tell you of an orphan boy, barely remembering his own mother & father. A subject of bullying since young age & living in a dirty, old orphanage. That was his prison. This is where he tried the unthinkable twice, just to escape from it. Until one cold night in November he dreamed it. He dreamed a green meadow, covered in flowers on a sunny day. The birds were singing, there was a sound of running water nearby & a gentle, female.. .