Chapter Three
In the material world below, she always felt lonely and there was
nobody to understand her true nature. She always kept longing for her true home
and could never find it.
Nini wanted so much to get into the
dream of this young woman. First, he had to learn everything about her and her
dream. As many times before, he was hiding, following a dreamer, and making
notes about everything he observed. It was crucial to understand what the dream
was all about if he wanted to successfully become a part of her dream. But this
one was quite different than anything he experienced before.
For one, he couldn’t understand why this
dream was happening in the garden that was enclosed with walls. It was so
unusual for the world of dreams. Second, it appeared that this woman was
constantly with somebody else. Sometimes she was even acting like she was
holding somebody’s hand, but he couldn’t see anybody. Nevertheless, his desire
to be with this woman was strong. He followed her for days trying to put
together the picture of her dream that would enable him to become part of it.
For him, it became an obsession. Each
day he spent following and watching her, increased his desire for her.
He carefully studied each and every one
of her moves. After a while, he knew many of her habits and routines. He knew
what she liked to eat, places she liked to be, flowers she liked to pick and
smell, birds she liked to talk to, and when and where she liked to sleep. He
enjoyed watching her bathe in the lake in the center of the garden. Oh, he
wanted so much to bathe with her, to rub her skin, and to touch her
breasts.
But everything he learned in all those
days somehow didn’t seem enough for him just to show up in her dream. There was
still something missing. The more he examined it, he came to the conclusion
that the solution was in the invisible part of her dream. But he still didn’t
understand what the invisible part
was. Who was she seeing? Who was with
her? Nini knew it had to be a man. Her gentle moves, her smile, the blink in
her eyes whenever she was extending her hand to touch this invisible being, told
Nini about the affection she felt. It had to be a man. But why couldn’t he see this
man? This was something that had never happened to Nini before.
He had so much experience with examining
other people’s dreams, before he would become a part of it. There was never an
invisible part. It wasn’t logical. It was like having a dream within a dream.
Something like that was impossible in the world of dreams. The only assumption
that he could make was that if he didn’t see this being, she didn’t either. But
again, it was just an assumption. He couldn’t act on that and it felt like he
might have to wait an eternity to enter her dreams with her. In the world of
dreams time was of no consequence because time did not exist, but his desire
for her grew immensely and he couldn’t stand to wait anymore.
One morning he decided to show up in her
dream based on the little information he had. Nini was confident that the information
he discovered while invading so many other dreams would help him if he needed
to improvise. He placed himself next to her at the moment she was waking up.
She opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“It’s me,” Nini answered. “Don’t you
recognize me?”
He knew this was a crucial moment. He
had to be relaxed.
“But you look much older now,” she
said. Immediately this comment gave Nini a clue. He was right. It was a man
that she was seeing. Nini picked a flower from the ground and offered it to
her.
“Take this. This is your favorite
flower. Do you remember this flower? Yesterday it was a small bud just sticking
out from the ground, and now it’s in full blossom. Just like you. Just like
me.”
She took the flower and smiled. But Nini
felt that she was still in doubt.
“Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you
something to eat?” he asked.
“Yes, I could eat,” she answered, still
confused by his presence.
Nini ran around the garden picking up
tomatoes and all of her favorite herbs. He knew exactly what she liked. He
prepared a wholesome dish. She enjoyed eating it.
“This is so good,” she said.
“Of
course,” Nini said. “I have made this for you so many times and you always
liked it.”
She smiled again. Nini felt that she was
becoming more relaxed with him. It seemed to him that he was playing his role correctly.
He was on the right track, but he still needed to prove himself to her. He felt
her hesitation. He had to win her full confidence before taking over her dream
completely.
“Let’s take a walk. It’s a beautiful day,”
Nini said.
“Yes,
it is,” she agreed.
Nini
took her on a walk through the garden. It was the same route she had taken
every day. He never asked her for directions; he just walked and she followed.
They had a great time talking to birds, animals, flowers, observing the water lilies
floating in the pond. Finally, she took his hand.
She
started talking. She told Nini how happy she was that they were together. In
the material world below, she always felt lonely and there was nobody to
understand her true nature. She always knew that she didn’t belong to the world
of humans. She thought they were all possessive and has limited ways of
thinking. She always kept longing for her true home and could never find it.
Nini listened carefully. The picture
about her dream was becoming clear to him.
Suddenly, they arrived at a lake.
“Oh,
it is time to take a bath,” Nini said.
“Yes,
I need a bath,” she said and began to take off her shirt. Nini started to take off
his clothing too.
“What are you doing?” she asked. “You are
always doing the same thing. What’s wrong with you? You know I am shy and I
like to take my bath alone. Stay here,” she said in an almost commanding voice,
but she was still smiling.
After her bath they went back to the woods
in the north part of the garden. There was a small wooden cabin there, which was
where she slept. There were just a few pieces of furniture there—a simple bed,
table, and two chairs facing a stone fireplace. Soon, Nini realized that
according to her dream, he, or the man he pretended to be, was the one who
built this cabin for them. So, he continued playing his role. There was only
one bed. He was sure they would sleep together. That was all he wanted since he
had first seen her.
They were seated in front of the
fireplace for hours just talking. For a young woman, she knew so much about
art, poetry, and philosophy. She shared her knowledge about gods, souls, love,
truth, nature, and the universe. She liked to talk. At moments, Nini, who was
himself quite educated, had a hard time catching up with the amount of
information she possessed. He enjoyed her wisdom and her way of thinking.
Then, suddenly, she stopped talking,
stood up, came over to Nini, sat down on his lap, hugged him and started
kissing him. She was rubbing her body on his and he felt the warmth of her
vulva on his thigh. Then she took him by the hand and they went to the bed. She
undressed herself and then she undressed him. They laid down.
Nini was very experienced in erotic
matters and there was almost nothing about a woman’s sexuality that could
surprise him or especially impress. Yet, what he experienced that night was
like nothing he had experienced before. Everything that he knew about women
making love was just a bleak unworthy copy of what she gave him. They made love
all night.
And if you think that this narrator, or
any other narrator after, telling the same story, will go into erotic details
of their night together, you are wrong. Not because it is inappropriate or
vulgar. There were explicit erotic stories, even about gods making love, and narrators
were not shy of sharing them by going into the hottest descriptions. But in
this case, there are simply no words that would be worthy of describing their
encounter. And if any narrator ever tries to come up with some details, it
would be only to arouse the readers’ lust, and would not do justice to what
happened that night between Nini and the young woman whose dream he invaded. It
was just a glorious experience of two bodies melting in one, two souls uniting
in one, two hearts beating with the same beat, and two spirits becoming one.
Yes, it was a dream.
In the early dawn they got tired and
decided to sleep. She pulled his arm placing it under her head saying
childishly, “Give me my pillow.” She placed one hand on his chest and took hold
of the pendant that he was wearing on the necklace around his neck. She fell
asleep like that.
Nini was looking at her face, so pure,
so innocent, and so angelic. He was wondering about the man that she thought he
was. He wanted so much to be that man. He felt like he never wanted to leave
her dream. Then, he fell asleep too.
(From the WEEKEND IN FARO - Chapter Three, by Stevan V. Nikolic, unedited version)
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