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𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒: 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐔
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Ah, dreamers.

To be a dreamer in a society rooted in reality was to be seen as being unrealistic, impractical and to be known as an escapist. To be a dreamer then was to be met with ridicule for in the eyes of society, to be a dreamer served as the foundation to be mocked and laughed at. As such, to be a dreamer was to condemn yourself to social suicide.

But while society frowned upon these dreamers, there was one place where being a dreamer meant something else and that place was none other than Serene Park - a family-friendly theme park whose establishment was built on the very notion of dreams.

For you see, Serene Park saw dreamers differently. To them, dreamers were innovators, idealists and trailblazers. To be a dreamer in these fairgrounds was to be valued and as such, to be a dreamer was to be taken seriously. So serious in fact that the park had their very own 'keepers of dreams' who were meant to uphold, defend and protect their dreams. These 'keepers of dreams' were none other than the park's beloved mascots: Rosemary Mason, Tatiana Holland, Gwyneira Diricawl and Lydia Blight. Together, these girls were not only the faces of the theme park but made up the park's very own sensational pop star quartet: DREAMERS.

As such, one could say Serene Park was a safe haven for dreamers but it was so much more than that. For you see, the park wasn't seen as just a safe haven but a blissful paradise for all those who dared to dream and a whimsical utopia where dreams could flourish, thrive and be nurtured as to dream here was a respected and valued craft. Not only that but it served as a beacon of hope for dreamers everywhere.

But aside from pleasing dreamers, its exceptional hospitality, fantastic service and its welcoming atmosphere made it a hit for not only its dreamers but families too. Yet despite its wholesome persona and squeaky-clean image, there was more to this theme park. For behind closed doors, this place was anything but a dream...
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