A DreamThe setting is a brightly lit dock area near a high-arching bridge, sometime in the distant future or another world. People are everywhere, and everything is noisy and bursting with anticipation. The sun is high in the nearly cloudless sky, and I stand with my father and my brother, waiting for something to happen, but I don't know what.
I'm happy, there in that place, because I have just received a call from a close friend, accepting my invitation to spend the holidays at my house. I am especially excited because I haven't properly spent time with her for what feels like ages.
I take a moment to look across the river, which is calm and wide, to the other side, the focus of the crowd's attention. As I look It takes me a moment to realize that I am staring into the faces of four long dead men, painstakingly carved into the face of a mountainside. They are almost grown over by now, rugged green hair adorning all of the chiseled heads, beards of ferns sprouting patchily along their jawlin