Sleep is the best advisor
Since I can remember I always woke up with a solution to my problems or an idea that could help me, sometimes even with a hint on how things will turn out to be. My mother always told me that sleep is the best advisor.
At first I was not able to recall how I was getting that knowledge, I just remembered a presence. As time came to pass, and I grew older, I slowly managed to remember the experience and I soon came to realize that there was somebody taking care of me, showing me the way when I was lost and even when I was not.
This influenced my life and the life of those around me a lot. But I rarely had the occasion to tell anybody about the dreams, the guide.
When I fall asleep I usually find myself on a rocky beach near a lighthouse and a little wooden cottage. There is always this man, a red haired silent man, whit a haunting smirk and a spark in his eyes. He never speaks to me, but just looks at me and I suddenly get the message or he shows me an object. Everything is very cryptic but in that state I understand everything with ease. Sometimes parts of reality start forming around us, either from the past or the near future; sometimes I can hear short dialogues between people. At the end of the dream he just looks me in the eyes from a distance and smirks and then I wake up.
If I happen to forget everything and go on about my day I get haunted by his expression until I do something and remember. I can also see his smirk sometimes when I do something right. It feels like a game of "hot and cold".
The only answer that he won't help me find is also the biggest question I have: Who is he?