I opened my eyes to the sight of a river beneath me, my body floating effortlessly as I glided through the air. The water was crystal clear, its surface shimmering under the gentle sunlight. There was nothing in sight but this beautiful body of water, stretching endlessly. Its clarity allowed me to see the riverbed, where smooth, edgeless rocks adorned the floor, each one a gem with its own radiant color and unique appeal. They shone like precious stones, casting a mesmerizing glow that danced with the ripples of the river.
As I continued to glide along, the environment around me began to transform. My vision was greeted by lush green pastures, bathed in a glistening, rainbow-like reflection. The colors were vibrant, almost magical, as if the landscape itself was alive with joy. I looked around, taking in the breathtaking beauty, and a sense of familiarity washed over me. It felt like a place I had visited before, perhaps in another dream.
Then and there, my mind posed a gentle question: "Do I know this place from another dream?"
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Scattered Dreams & Dragonflies
General FictionOur minds are an enigma: On this road we call life, we learn many things. Experiences, chosen by many, and yet lived uniquely through each of our own eyes. These experiences mold us subtly and steadily. Over time, we mature into the beings we a...
