In my nightmare, I saw a woman. She was pale and dark-eyed, her long hair was dark also, and her smile was sweet. I had never seen her before, but somehow I knew her. I knew that she had come to me in my dreams for a reason. I was in a dark and empty place, with only the woman for company. She was sitting in the corner of the room, which seemed to be only a room in name, for there were no walls.
