It was a dream.

You we're in your dream, and you knew that – it was a strange feeling. For you, it's been many hours, but i'm reality it wasn't that long. While you were walking through the landspace, you spoted someone beign back turned to you, it could be seen that he was holding a flowers plucked from the meadow beneath him.

Soon enough, he saw you. When your eyes met, you could recognize him from your past dreams.

He was stuck in your head, but not as a metaphor.