By The River Dark

I haven't seen my sister for a long time. We were both busy working (on and for ourselves) and as we couldn't find words to share, we didn't talk. When we eventually met, we could only respect our sadness and kept silent, walking down the river in the eveing. Sisters in arms.
We needed to find a nice place by the river to sit and have a chat. We had to be quick and chase the setting sun. Everytime I found a nice somewhere, my sister stopped to talk to someone else, to help them in their misery. The same happened to me.
It was getting darker and darker. I needed to cross the river. I found a place where waters were split apart and one could reach the other bank safely. I was surprised to see it. I led my sister through the tunnel. I discovered the last spot of sun on the grass, the last possible place to sit and talk for a while. But again, we had to part and stand by other people.

A Banquet

My mum was busy that day. She threw a big party, a kind of a banquet, where my grandparents, my dad and all my lecturers were invited. I remember one of them, the practical grammar teacher, wearing sunglasses. Actually, she was the only teacher I talked to. She seemed very kind; her voice was smooth and words (probably) neat. I couldn't see her eyes and her glasses told me nothing so I focused on her lips and the wry smile. Was it irony?
My mum was busy that day. She managed to prepare a meal (two different dishes) and speak with everyone at least for a while. I was waiting for my plate quite a long time and when I finally got it and saw a delicious-looking content, mum took it back from me and gave it to one of my teachers. It wasn't meant to be mine, she forgot about me.

I found myself outside, near the woods. I had been sent for something and I was to get back. The forest was lovely, dark and deep and I was to go through it. I imagined myself chased by a dragon and I started to run.