ye sleep?”

    I’d begun telling tory, and as aler which I lowered my voice.

    “After I fall asleep, you’re not going to leave t, Mama?” said S.

    “No, I  leave.”

    I really didn’t intend to leave. After S fell asleep, I   o fall asleep cuddled up  of my second elligent and desirous  room. I’d dozed off s, but my sleep ful. Later, t I remembered about t strange restless realm bet I settled accounts , ter of t disgraceful murderer o send me off to be errifying t, began making a clattering ruckus. In my dream, ossed stones at our ruck ter, ossed a rock at t one point even trying to force it open. Next, o o pound.

    I a.  decide, and so snuggled up  moving, I ed. I’d nearly assured myself t t tyard his also a rock, perhaps?

    I error. But tuation immediately got ate iful corpse? My God, I prayed, protect us. the children were deep asleep.

    aking cuation like ts. In my present condition,  o come to ting someto o Allayard gate open. It yard gate,  it? Yes, absolutely.

    I rose abruptly, grabbed my robe and quitted t even knowing myself w I was doing.

    “Black!” I op of tairs.

    After ily donning sairs. t at t as soon as I stepped out onto tyard’s stone rong ed, I sa tyard . My dearest Allayard gate ood stunned, atremble in the cold.

    I brougick or even a piece of , in te move of its oer, after it appeared to illed, I  squeal. I remember this seems like a dream.

    beneatood t my fatruggling to leave orment bot me at ease a