Theres this girl, with long brown hair, and this simple, but pretty white dress walking down this path in a deserted forest. The whole wood is brusting with the colors of Fall, and soft Celtic music is playing as she walks along. The sunlight is filtering through the trees and casting little ray of light all around her, and illumination part of her hair, bringing out gold. I remember her in deatail, becuase this girl walking down this path is whatt I think of before I go to bed to relax me. Shes humming along with the music and admiring the beauty around her. This man comes down the path twords her, wearing a dark blue rennansance type out fit. I remember his brilliant blue eyes, and he takes her into his arms and just holds her. Suddenly the girl starts to cry against him, and he smoothes her hair out, and kisses the top of her head. All in all, this dream filled me with some sort of peace and comfort as if I were the pretty girl in the white dress.
