Faceless
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Last published Tue, Apr 8, 2025
Dreams were supposed to have meaning, they say. But what if you started dreaming about a faceless man? Could he be nothing? Or be something?
Dreamers Series #1 - The Faceless Man
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> I swear he was standing there. Just for a second. One blink - and he was gone. But in that second, everything shifted. The air, the silence, me. I've never seen him before, but my soul did. It recognized him before I even knew what that meant. Now, he's in my dreams. Not like a memory - like a presence. Watching. Reaching. Waiting. I don't know his name. I don't even know if he's real. All I know is... I was never supposed to see him. And now I can't forget.
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