Lucid Nightmares
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MatureOngoing5m
Last published Fri, Dec 15, 2023
Have you ever been aware that you are dreaming? How do you feel? Do you feel like you dominate the world? And what would happen, if you were aware that you are experiencing horror? What would happen if you vividly saw the demons that inhabit the subconscious of your mind and that hold your soul captive?
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