He thought of Song; how he had spoken those words to her, somewhere in a dream.

He spoke in a dream, looking between the two listeners rather than at them.

It was like listening to someone speak in a dream.

I spoke half in a rambling dream and the cold comforts of memory.

She would speak to him in a dream, and beg him not to go near the place!

She spoke in the slow, unthoughtful tones of a woman in a dream.

The words she had spoken in a dream haunted him now.

The Lord speaking to him in a dream and all.

Reading him feels like being spoken to in a dream.

I remember the old man speaking to me as if in a dream: "That's the way most folks act when they see him."