"I dreamed that thousands of people were running in the street. They weren’t shouting but you..."

“I dreamed that thousands of people were running in the street. They weren’t shouting but you could hear the sound of their boots on the pavement, many thousands of boots, and there was a red glow in the studio from outside. After a while there weren’t so many of them running, and in the end there were only the steps of the last one, who was running in such a way that he fell over and then picked himself up and ran on.” - Flying, by Tove Jansson