Fate

My name is Julia, I am 24 years old. I have color-coded dreams. I'm sure it's a gift, because my friend has the same dreams, namely colored ones like me. I'm going to tell you a dream about me and my mom. That's how it was. In this dream, we were walking in the woods and did not notice how we found ourselves in a dense forest. It was as dark as dusk, close to night. Mom was scared and asked: "What do we do now?" And where to go? "They'll help us,— I replied. Mom didn't have time to say anything, because together we saw a tall man dressed in silver robes, who looked like an elf from Middle-earth, come out of the bushes towards us. He silently beckoned us to follow him, as if saying, "Follow me." And we went. A few hours later, we came to a clearing. There were many people like our guide. And on a small hill, located slightly away from the clearing, I saw the tallest of them. I knew right away that it was the king. And his entourage stood around him. They all spoke a strange language. The king looked in our direction and, seeing me, began to beckon with his hand. I looked at the guide, and his gaze told me, "Go, the king is calling you." And I went to a small staircase and started climbing it. When I was halfway to the king, I heard my mother screaming. "Don't you dare go to him!" Don't you dare! I saw that my mother rushed to me, but the guide stopped her, he did not let her near me and shouted at me in our language, then I wondered how he knew it. — Go, don't stop! And I started climbing again. I got up and went up to the king, and he took my hand and hugged me, and I hugged him back. Then, holding my hand, he raised his other hand and looked around at everyone in the clearing. He was saying something, but maybe it was that I was going to have a special fate. And I'll never be the same. And so it happened, I began to have these kinds of dreams more often than usual, and they are all remembered in great detail. But none of my family understands this. The only people who support me morally are my friend and my Guardian. Just them, and no one else.