Story had it, the world they have seen
Was created for them to meet
A magical creature from the mysterious blue
Chose them two
Not to do good
But to play with their feeling
A chemistry they both denied
Was inside
Each night they shall dream the same
Standing in front of a game
Took the shape of an universe
And a feeling within them
Who was to tell?
The mess they were in
The nightmare where they were both trapped
Forced to once again look at each other
Study confused expressions,
Questioning looks
Until one whisper could be heard
One whisper which changed it all
A named being called
A new thought installed....
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The Time We Dreamed
PoetryDifferent dream, same person. Cassandra and Jason are trapped in a world of fantasies each night, with nothing to do but to get to know each other. Can this magic curse upon them be one of the best things that had happened or will all fade away in a...
