He wasn't the same old man I saw in my other dream.

The one she herself had seen in her own dream.

It was what I had seen in my dream after all.

He had seen it all in his dream; and not once but many times.

"Sometimes it is better not to speak of what we see in our dreams."

It was exactly what he had seen in his dreams.

She looks like the woman he has been seeing in his dreams.

But he does not appear to see me in my dreams.

To this day I often see it in my dreams.

Even back then, he saw the Moon in his dreams.