Game of Thrones

Dream: I arrive home with Josée. She holds a child by the hand, as blond as her. Everything is bright. I am light, I am happy.

This is my home, but this is the castle of Winterfell (Reference to the universe of the series " Game of thrones "). I hear noise outside, everything becomes dark. I look through a window, it is Sophia; behind her, a whole procession of people who laugh.

I go to meet Sophia, I say to her: "This is my place, it's not your place! She answers: "Yes, it's my house", and she continues to laugh. I feel anger rising in me. People settle down and party all over the castle. I get more and more angry. To calm down I go to see Josée; she is lying on a bed in a big red room with the blonde child.

I look out the window; in the courtyard of the castle the party is in full swing. Sophia goes from one table to another, each time a handsome man chats with her.

I draw my sword in rage and I go down. Sophia finds herself in front of me, all smiles, she is in the arms of a tall hairy man, I ask her: "Is he your guy? She laughs and says: "And no" mocking. I kill him.

I go from table to table, each time the same question: "Is it him?" and I kill everyone at each table; there are only men, black blood everywhere.

I arrive in front of a massive old man, shaved head, white goatee, sitting on an embankment. Sophia says to me: "He is my man". My rage increases tenfold, but I can't kill him; he looks at me throwing swords in the void, laughing. Sophia too, with the laughter of a witch.

I wake up, crying.