Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorvachev, the last leader of the Soviet Union, married his wife Raisa Maximovna in 1953. “Raisa remembers to this day,” he wrote in his memoirs, “A dream that she had in those days.”
“She and I are at the bottom of a very deep, dark well, a ray of light glimmering somewhere high up. We are climbing the wall, helping each other. Our hands are cut and bleeding. The pain is unbearable. Raya falls but I catch her, and we resume our slow upward climb. Finally, completely exhausted, we drag ourselves out of this black hole, and a straight, smooth,k tree-lined alley opens before us. On the horizon we see an enormous bright sun, and the alley seems to flow into it, dissolving in its rays. We walk towards the sun. But suddenly, out of nowhere terrifying black shadows loom over us on both sides of the road. What is that? And we hear ‘enemies, enemies, foes’. Our hearts are filled with anguish… Holding hands, we continue walking on the road towards the horizong, towards the sun…”
Memoirs, Mikhail Gorbachev, Doubleday, 1995.