For in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. Let him swim in the deepest ocean or glide over the highest cloud.
And there were a pair, a boy and girl. I saw them together a great deal, and at first I thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend, until one day I saw them up close and realised they had to be siblings. Later I learned they were twins. They looked very much alike, with heavy dark-blonde hair and epicene faces as clear, as cheerful and as grave, as a couple of Flemish angels. x
I’m not talking about the MOD man, Sherlock; I’m talking about you.
The damsel in distress.