Historias de Dreamlike

I don't always notice when things stop being real. Sometimes it's small things. A place that feels slightly wrong. A moment that doesn't match what I remember. A thought I'm sure I never had... until I did. And sometimes it's worse. Because there are moments I can't tell if I'm remembering my life or building it while I'm inside it. Vanya keeps moving forward, trying to make sense of what's happening around her. But the world doesn't stay still long enough to explain itself. And something...always just out of reach...feels like it already knows her better than she knows herself. ✨ SEASON ONE: I WAKE UP WHEN I ALMOST DIED

When the heavens begin to fall, a lone soul awakens beneath an endless sky. Haunted by visions of a mysterious woman and a whisper that changes everything "You are born of a star." A poetic journey through identity, the cosmos, and the delicate boundary between life and death.

🌫️ The Cemetery That Swallows Fog When a young man takes a shortcut through an abandoned cemetery, he doesn't expect to step into another world. A place where fog doesn't move with the wind... it waits. Where silence is heavier than sound. And where the dead animals at the gate are only the beginning of something far worse. Deep inside the cemetery lies a forbidden grave-older than memory itself. When it opens, it doesn't reveal death... but a passage. He wakes in a purple-lit city that should not exist. A place where fog walks between streets, markets sell bottled emotions, and cafés serve meals that feed something deeper than hunger. No one here is truly alive in the way he understands. And yet... they are aware of him. As he moves through this impossible world-through ancient shops, silent crowds, and forests filled with colossal creatures-he begins to realize a terrifying truth: This world is not new. It is what remains after everything else is forgotten. And the more he remembers... the more it notices him. But when he finally returns home, he doesn't come back alone. Something came back with him. And now, reality is starting to fog over. 🌫A surreal dark fantasy story about memory, forgotten worlds, and the thin line between reality and something that was never meant to be remembered.

You are 12 year old Hugo Leporidae, and it's your first year of high school. You hope you can make some friends. To your surprise, the most popular kids, Allen Fungus and Louis Smileson, decide to befriend you. But there's more behind their facade than you might think.. a weirdcore interactive story

Miranda joins a new school and finds her childhood friend who is now a celebrity. She faces several surprises in her life with here boyfriend ............. along with a few unexpected challenges

She was perfection-too perfect, perhaps. He called her by many names, each one a reflection of the way he saw her, the way he needed her to be. Geneviève was not just a woman; she was a fever, a force, an obsession that blurred the line between love and madness. Through fragmented recollections and letters never meant to be read, a tale unfolds of longing, beauty, and the inescapable grip of desire. But beneath the poetry lies something darker-a question lingering between the lines, waiting to be answered. How much of love is real? And how much is only a dream we refuse to wake from? Please let me know what you think thus far (Chapters 1-3 available at this moment)

A gritty, dreamlike poem of a man drifting from war into memory.

In this anthology, "Encounters", I wanted to challenge my own creativity by writing a different short story every day taking inspiration from varying locations using existentialism as my creative starting point. The first short story was featured in the online literary magazine "Fairlight Books".

What would you do if you found the person you were looking for in a dream? Welcome to IZ*LAND, a fantasy where all the harshness in the real world fades into fluffy clouds and beautiful flowers... Twelve girls from different parts of Korea and Japan, all with their own sets of traumas and troubles, come together in a dream, finally meeting the ones who can help them feel free and alive... ~ ~ ~ [HIGHEST RANKINGS] #1 - Annyeongz #3 - Hiinak #6 - Chaekkura

The Endless Opus is an evolving collection of reflections on existence, pursuit, and harmony. It begins with a half-formed sentence suspended in digital ether: "Living is knowing this is all a dream within the godhead, knowing the truth, and being content with the multitude of variations of reality, but that content is moored to the certainty of the..." In the pause before pressing "Enter," serene acceptance emerges-certainty resides not in conclusion, but in the ongoing dance of pursuit. From this moment unfolds the timeless metaphor of the hunt: the eternal interplay between hound and fox, rendered in vivid orchestral imagery of mist-laden forests, thundering paws, russet tails, and light fracturing through emerald canopies. The hound surges with primal vitality; the fox evades with cunning grace; a mediating arrow-guided by an inherited whistle-observes and harmonizes from above, transforming chase into mutual creation. Blending philosophical inquiry with sensory immersion, this series explores presence amid uncertainty, childlike wonder in the unfinished, and the boundless energy of striving without final resolution. What begins as a single reverie grows into an endless opus-each new reflection adding a movement to the symphony.

A young twenty-something man is taking it day by day when suddenly things begin to look up and life seems to have a bright outcome. However, very quickly his life is changed by the presentation of a new adventure. This is very much in progress, and as such is subject to improvement. In reference to that, considering I write at 3 A.M. most of the time, typos should be brought to my attention with as little physical/verbal violence as possible.

There is a story, that can't be found by searching, but only when it's needed. Glass World is a story as well as a place. It can only be found by the unhappy. And if it's read in the right way, the whole plot can be changed for better or for worse, depending on who reads it and how they go about it. (cover images belong to me)

His routine kept him numb. Her magic woke him up. Now reality is falling apart.

Jake's world changes when he meets Sunghoon, a friend who understands him like no one else. But as their connection deepens, strange questions arise, leading Jake to a haunting discovery that shatters his sense of reality.

A mythos lit into being by an angel's descent, the forgotten memory of a shattered flower, and a sister sealed in human skin-slowly recovering who she is within the Dreaming. Five cosmic brothers and one watchful demon circle the past she can't outrun. This is a family reunion she never chose... and one the universe might not survive.

When Roselyn was a child, she wrote a letter to God and placed it inside an envelope filled with salt ( She'd learned that salt preserves things, and the trip to heaven, she thought, might be long) Years later, dying from a disease in her lungs that forces her to visit the hospital week after week, she meets a young man in the rain. He knows her name. He shouldn't.

Elith is a young girl who discovers a new world by accident when playing hide and seek with her brother in a forest. Will she fall in love with this fantastic new place and all of its creatures? Or will she find her new found world to be an addiction with a deadly coast?

A story about a girl

This is a record of a journey born of necessity, etched as the familiar world succumbed to an unprecedented change. In an elven city teetering on the brink, two individuals found themselves thrust into a reality far grander and more terrifying than they could have imagined. What unfolds within these pages is not just an escape, but an odyssey across strange, new realms. The Dream Traveler's Journal chronicles their path through bewildering landscapes, their encounters with unknown powers, and the gradual, transformative pursuit of an ultimate understanding that lies hidden in the furthest reaches of existence.