It was of a quality and kind that transcended all my experiences.
For instance, I was a city boy, a city child, rather, to whom the country was an unexplored domain.

Yet I never dreamed of cities; nor did a house ever occur in any of my dreams.

Nor, for that matter, did any of my human kind ever break through the wall of my sleep.

I, who had seen trees only in parks and illustrated books, wandered in my sleep through interminable forests.

And further, these dream trees were not a mere blur on my vision.