Hum, today i had a strange dream. Well, no one really cares about this but, this space is horribly blank, and the dream i had was in English, so i thought to put it here.

There was a boy, around twenty years old, sitting on a harsh and dusty hill, staring at the sun. The sun was slowly dying surrending to the night, but its red reys were shiny and bright. I (yes, it was me) was simply watching it with melancholic face when someone touches my shoulder and with nice, quiet voice says "Why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying, im just watching at the sun" i answer.
"So, why are you watching at the sun?" he asks again, always with quiet and relaxing voice.
"..Because its rays never fade, his warmth never dies. Even when it seems to run away from us, it's simply moving to warm someone else" i wait just a couple of seconds and say "I...I can't remember anything... Neither my name... I forgot.. Everything..."
i just watch my hands, waiting, as expecting to see them starting to bleed, and try to make order in this great sense of disorder. The other one just sits down, near me.
"So.. you don't remember anything..."
"But... I feel sad... Because i know there's someone somewhere i want to protect... And now i can't..." now, i stare at this guy as he could resolve magically all my problems, but obviously he can't. He seems to think. "If you really want to protect this person, when you'll see him you will remember him for sure. What you need is just to wait." i nod and bring my look at the sun again "...But how?"
"you don't have a home right?"
I agree again
"Well, come with me."
I move my look to him, astonished and surprised
"Yes, i cannot just leave you here. Come on!" In a second, he stands and smiles at me. I don't know what to do, everything is so... strange. But i can't refuse following that smile, so, in less then a second i'm standing to.
"Let's go home. We have to choose your name"

And that's how it ended. Yes, nothing epic, just strange. Strange people, strange dreams. Sorry for the bad English.