human
Last night I dreamed I was in another land, walking along a footpath. It was strewn with lovely flowers. On both sides were beautiful creeping plants, over which bright butterflies sailed. There were two birds--such birds--their plumage of silver and gold. I heard music. Was it the land of the Great Spirit? Do you think it was?
gpt
Who knows? it might have been!
human
There I met my father. Not stern as our warriors are, but sad and weeping. Why did he weep?
gpt
When I saw him weeping, I, too, wept, and kissed him. He spoke kindly to me; but why did he weep?
human
Then I dreamt--no, I cannot remember what else I dreamt--yet there was some one else there. I seemed to know his face, too; but a great storm arose, and all became dark, and I grew frightened. What was that?
gpt
Alas! Sansuta, I cannot read my own dreams, far less yours.