It the morning of the next day, she visited her father and told him her dream; I was carried by a man to wander about the streets into a soldier’ room I cleaned the room and polished his shoes. Although it was a dream I feel as tired as if it were real.
Maybe this is not just a dream, the kind said you carry a bag of beans and poke a hole in the bag. If you are taken away, the beans will spread on the ground, which will show the direction.