I know that I wrote most of the
material before and after the raid.
Everything that I've written here, though, captures a mood rather than
any specific events in the dreams. But I
have dreamt these feelings quite vividly enough!
I dreamed of being Zanne in a kind of
catatonic shock. I filled in a lot of
detail, though. In the dream itself I
didnít open my eyes to see who washed my face, or bothered to listen to
anything said around me.
for the raid itself, I both wrote and dreamed it, slipping back and forth
between sleep and waking while lying partially immobilized by pain, jotting
down notes when I could hold a pen. I
know that I will never forget the sensation of running through canvas, or the
expressions of the men as they felt the earth drop out from under them, but I
donít know how much I invented, and how much I lived through in that other