Dreams of Babel

Dreams of Babel

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Fantasy
You've heard of it before. Somewhere far off in your dreams, you've seen it. A massive tower, blurred yet distinct. Looming impossibly in the distance. Enormous and omnipresent. The color seems to shift with the changing of dreams, from a deep violet hue to a burning crimson to a wondrous blue as deep as the darkest sapphires. But the tower itself always stays the same in the horizon. Dream after dream, the clouds seem to begin where it reaches its peak. Why do you keep seeing it in your dreams time and time again? What does it mean? This time is different. You woke up, but... something's off. The edges of your vision are blurred and you raise your head from a cloud. You are awake, right? Then you see it, off in the distance. Shimmering like a mirage at the edge of the world. The Tower. Perhaps it's about time you paid it a visit.
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It's so hot, what is going on. Is it even humanly possible to sweat this much?" Oh, but the temperature is just perfect "Who is that? Wait, you can hear my thoughts? Where am I?" As I open my eyes, I realize I'm not on my bed or even in my room where I should be after coming home late last night. "Or did I not make it home? This is definitely not earth" I said to myself as I looked around and took a 360-degree view of what I can't even describe. "Is this is supposed to be a house? Where am I?" Beautiful isn't it? This could all be yours if you want, or whatever change you want to make to it, just think about it, anything you want, anything you can think about, it's all yours. "This voice again, who are you, where are you?" I shouted out and waited for a response but to my disappointment, I heard no reply. "Beautiful?" I said to myself as I looked around, "Is this not more than beautiful? The whole building is made of glass, pure crystal-clear glass." I looked around and studied the cube like structure made entirely from glass and if my eyes were not deceiving me, was also rotating slowly. "But how is that possible, I'm standing on a fixed spot and not feeling any movement, also the darkness that totally surrounds the glass building isn't allowing me to determine if the building is really rotating or not. What kind of confusion is this?" All that surrounded the glass building was darkness, black thick darkness. What is this cube even built on? No foundation? It's just hanging in space? What is this darkness? How is this crazy heat not even destroying the glass cube? This is definitely not a building. Is this still Earth? Several questions rushed up my mind as I surveyed the area I turned away from all these questions and the surroundings of the cube as no one was going to answer my questions. The glass beneath my feet felt cold as I tried walking and that just added to the weirdness of the place.

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