Not knowing how I got there,
I started wandering around.
It was autumn, I could tell by the air
and because the leaves were all colored brown.
By a cypress tree, I laid,
and woke up by a scream of aid.
It was already late night
and Zeus had made his way into the sky.
As I looked for the stranger,
I was caught by a great danger:
between the thunder and the lightning,
a countless number of shadows started sparkling.
I kept walking terrified
and this evil chase became a delight,
so when I found whoever for help screamed,
I told him “do not fear this is just like a dream”.
But when he saw me, his face turned pale
and then ran as if he did from hell.
Disappointed, I sat on the ground
as the shadows gathered in a circle around.
And then in my head began a dwell:
Am I one of this shadows as well?