I had an omen in the middle of the night. A premonitory dream. I can feel it; it is not the first time I have dreamed in this way.
Once, a few years ago I dreamed of Ramiza limping. In the dream she had an aching look on her face, telling me, "Don"t worry Carì, I will get better soon!" Then it happened that she sprained her ankle. My blood froze when I learned about it.
"Danijel, wake up!" "What is it?"
"Something bad is going to happen to the merry-go-round!" "Why?"
"I feel it!"
"It was just a bad dream, you"ll see nothing will happen to the ride!"
"No. It"s an omen, something bad will happen! Are you able to put up the planks?"
"Of course!"
The first time Danijel picked up a hammer was March 1996. There was the chapel of the Orthodox church to be rebuilt. He had strapped himself
