A lighthouse watches over the water, which is engulfed by a shadow. Time is caught, trapped between each patch of fog that hovers over the calm, dark sea. The mists hush the waves and everything is silent and still. The moon high above shines and tries to break and dissolve the thickness of the mist, but fails. Day had turned into night outside the cavern, and I waited. Waiting for the unknown to happen. For someone to return? The echoes of the rippling water tapping against the walls and the winds whistling through the crevice of the sea cave keep me aware of where I am. In this darkness I am blind. I can only stare into the emptiness that surrounds me. Am I alive? Or is this an eternal dream that keeps me forever in the darkness of an unknown world from which there is no escape? These questions that I cannot answer whirl around inside my mind, imprisoning my thoughts. Moments that could have been centuries passed, until I sensed a presence behind me. What could I do? Lost in a directionless obscurity, I could not turn to see my company or move away. The stranger touched my shoulder and I felt an overpowering dizziness and faintness. Thunderous echoes rumbled through my ears and into my heart. I slumped to the sea cave floor.
The clouds unveiled the moon & the night rays gleamed down from the black heavens & plunged into the pool of the cave. Moonbeams bounced from the surface and shimmered on the walls. The flickering light gave me the sight I needed for an escape. I made a motion to stand, but could not. Was I too weak? If I could not stand, I could crawl. I moved towards the opening in the ceiling, jumping where I could along the rocky ledges, leaping from one level to the next. Once, I looked down expecting to see my reflection in the pool of the sea cave, but instead saw one very different from my own. What I saw was a large black cat.
I hadn’t thought much of the strange sight I had just seen because all I was concerned about was to be freed from my dark prison. Once I reached the open air, I stopped and collapsed. I looked up to see an endless dome of the evening sky, illuminated by the moon and filled with the pinpoints of sparkling stars. I closed my eyes and breathed in my liberation. I sunk into a dreamless sleep.
When I awoke the morning sun was rising over the horizon. The shadows disappeared, and I hoped my memories of the night before would also vanish. Could it have been a dream?
“It was not a dream,” a whispering voice answered.
I turned my head to see a man’s figure walking towards me. I wanted to respond, but found myself unable to speak.
“You need not speak. I know your every thought.”
“How could you possibly know my thoughts?”
“You have sent me. I have entered your mind to grant you your dreams. You have often wondered what it would be like to climb to the top of the world, soar to the very reaches of the heavens, and explore the depths of the sea. Your dream has begun…”