— TO DEATH —
She pushes off. Life ends. Reality ceases. Current carries her away. Drifting. Drifting. I remember a night the way forward was so bright, but this day I have seen the way cast bleak. Ever further, growing darker. Though I cannot go, I yearn for past light; it's the last I'll know. I stare so, but its warmth doesn't touch me. I cannot bear the sight ahead—a way without solace. Yet, I cannot but walk as I will walk, compelled by being. To the only end.
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The Day My Dream Died
FantasyWhen confronted with an impossible choice, how do you justify your decision? Lise is a dweller, a person who can influence her dreams in a world where dreams are a reflection of humanity's perception. She pursues a malignant force that consumes the...
