Dreamless
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Last published Sat, Apr 19, 2025
Dreamless is a collection of the strange and unsettling dreams I can't forget, each one pulling me into a world that feels both familiar and completely wrong. Every chapter takes you into a different dream-or sometimes, just a twisted fragment of it-where I struggle to make sense of what's happening. Some nights, I'm trapped in endless loops, while other times, I'm surrounded by cryptic figures I can't quite understand. There are moments of pure terror, but just as many that leave me confused, uneasy, as if I'm caught between waking and sleeping.
As I try to piece together what these dreams mean, the lines between reality and fantasy blur. But the more I try to escape, the more I wonder: what happens when your own mind won't let you go?
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