A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words/An Unexpected Reunion//[Eng/Esp]
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A stormy night, no longer able to go out or watch a movie to pass the time and go to sleep, the storm that has developed did not let Camila to fall asleep. The thunder and lightning is very shocking to her ears and the bright light of the lightning illuminates the room in a very impressive way. She had never seen anything like this before.
At last Camila manages to fall asleep, her fear did not leave her, deeply asleep, already asleep she begins to see a trip she makes. A trip in a cart, pulled by horses, she looks at her feet, she looks up, she sees that her clothes are totally different from the year she lives, 2024.
A purple suit, long skirt, wide, she wears a hat, she looks everywhere and in the back she looks at the amount of suitcases she is carrying. Camila wonders: Where am I?
She tries to talk to the driver of the cart, but he does not answer her, he is very focused on what he is doing and is not allowed to be distracted.
From the distance she sees a huge multi-story house, an architecture she had never seen before, she asks herself again: Where am I?
As he approaches the site, he observes the number of windows that are distributed in it. The lights show figures in each window, she describes what she sees in each one and for her it is an impression.
She says to herself I am asleep or awake, I am here and I feel everything I see.
That entrance, with those knights who guard it, the people who walk around it, they know that everything happens there and those who can not want to live the experience of knowing that building or castle that I see at this moment.
Camila was sure that this was not her time. She continues observing every detail, what the dark night allows her through the lights that are seen through the windows. That sky feels dark, she says: it's not raining here, but what is this.
Camila's suitcases are taken down and she is led to a room, on the way to it she felt no fear even though she didn't know what she was doing there. She went up and up stairs, on each floor she kept looking at the details of the time, a deep silence in the corridors, but behind those doors how much does not happen, you can only see through the windows, those silhouettes she saw from outside and in each of them something different was happening.
Finally, she arrived at her apartment or room, she was surprised with what she saw, her family was waiting for her, every family member that is not alive was there, she jumped back, there, if she felt fear, she asked herself what am I doing here, because my grandparents are here, alive, they talk to me, they hug me, deceased cousins, friends, everyone welcomed her, so she jumped out of bed and woke up.
She kept repeating it's a dream, it's a dream and what a dream. I lived it, it was very lucid...the good thing is that it was only a dream.
SPANISH
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Una noche de mucha tormenta, ya sin poder salir o mirar una película pasar pasar la hora e ir a dormir, la tormenta que se ha desarrollado no dejaba a Camila a conciliar el sueño. Truenos y relámpagos de mucho impacto para sus oídos y la luz brillante de los relámpagos ilumina la habitación de forma muy impresionante. Nunca había visto algo así.
Al fin, Camila logra conciliar el sueño, su miedo no la dejaba, profundamente dormida, ya dormida comienza a ver un viaje que hace. Un viaje en una carreta, halada por caballos, se mira sus pies, va subiendo su mirada, va mirando que su vestimenta es totalmente diferente al año que vive, 2024.
Un traje color morado, falda larga, ancha, usaba sombrero, miraba a todos lados y en la parte de atrás mira la cantidad de maletas que lleva. Camila se pregunta: ¿Dónde estoy?
Avanza el recorrido y no deja de sorprender con el paisaje que la rodea, intenta hablar con el que lleva la carreta, éste no le responde, va muy concentrado en lo que hace y no le es permitido distraerse.
Desde lo lejos divisa una casa inmensa de varios pisos, una arquitectura que nunca había visto, vuelve a preguntarse: ¿Dónde estoy?
Al acercarse al sitio, observa la cantidad de ventanas que se distribuyen en ella. Las luces dejan ver figuras en cada ventana, va describiendo lo que observa en cada una y para ella es una impresión.
Se dice estoy dormida o despierta, estoy aquí y siento todo lo que veo.
Esa entrada, con esos caballeros que la resguardan, las personas que caminan en sus alrededores, saben que allí sucede de todo y los que no pueden quieren vivir la experiencia de conocer ese edificio o castillo que veo en este momento.
De algo estaba segura Camila que esa no era su época. Sigue observando cada detalle, lo que le permite la noche oscura por medio de las luces que se ven a través de las ventanas. Ese cielo lo siente tenebroso, dice: aquí no llueve, pero que es esto.
Las maletas de Camila son bajadas y es conducida a una habitación, en el camino hacia ella no sentía miedo a pesar que no sabía que hacía ella allí. Subía y subía escaleras, en cada piso no dejaba de mirar los detalles de la época, un silencio profundo en los pasillos, pero detrás de esas puertas cuanto no pasa, solo se ve a través de las ventanas, esas siluetas que vio desde fuera y en cada una de ellas pasaba algo diferente.
Al fin, llegó a su piso o habitación no dejó de sorprenderse con lo que vio, su familia la esperaba, cada familiar que no no vive estaba allí completa, echó un salto atrás, allí, si sintió miedo , se preguntó ¿Qué hago aquí? porque mis abuelos están aquí, vivos, me hablan, me abrazan, primos fallecidos, amistades, todos le daban la bienvenida a lo que ella de un salto que dio cayó de la cama y despertó.
No dejaba de repetir es un sueño, es un sueño y vaya que sueño. Lo vivì, fue muy lùcido...lo bueno es que solo fue un sueño.
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Well, that's quite sad that it was all a dream but at least Camila got to be happy in it and that matters a lot. Lovely story.🌺
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Did it help saying it's a dream? It sounds to me it was an unique chance to meet and talk with the beloved once all for some strange reason ended up in the same era.
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