The lack for dreams

(can't make a cover for the life of me btw)
Im making this short romance story for a friend of mine to try to get back my motivation of writing and bc they are so nice to me <3
It will be a FEMALE reader insert, per what they wanted.

What is the true value of slumber?

It is in slumber that you learn the true value of something you once considered ordinary, something that was truly worth kingdoms: the blessing of having dreams threaded by dream weavers.

But people are greedy.

When they discover your village, they capitalize on it, turning it into a tourist attraction for the wealthy. Soon, everyone you once knew is forced to sell themselves on the streets, and your paradise is reduced to a dreamless place.

Before death can find you, you run, hiding in a small cave filled with a spring. There, you hear a voice, and suddenly, your dreams aren't so empty.

There is everything you could ever need: water, berries, food growing in the corners, and a strange stone that draws you toward it before you fall asleep.

It's so compelling that you don't want to leave...

And he doesn't want you to leave, either.

i swear my writting style is so much better then this shit ;-;