Thermophile
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  • Reads 587
  • Votes 49
  • Parts 24
  • Time 3h 37m
Complete, First published Oct 16, 2017
Did you ever wonder what your dreams meant?

One second you are in fairyland and then the next, gruesome things happens, like the unicorn stabbing the fairy princess's face over and over, and then you wake up feeling if you got holes in your face.

According to most, they are psychological, traumas, or desires that are so strong they manifest inside the mind when the body rests.

All my life, I lived in a normal neighborhood, normal friends, normal family, but then this dream started, same event every night that got me thinking if I ever experienced a trauma, or a hidden desire.

But few tell that dreams come from real experience unknown consciously, but the mind can only sort of remind you that it happened by making you dream it...

Do we see monsters because we imagine them, or do we really see them?
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