Dreamscape
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Last published Sun, Jul 16, 2017
She used to be carefree, and reveled at that fact. Until she begins to revisit memories that grip her mind, memories that force her to find ways of escape. She discovers within a small, unkempt garden, a bench. And this bench becomes both her anchorage to this world, and an escape - in a way she could not have imagined.
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