Dreams of Babel

Dreams of Babel

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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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(Y/N) has lost her memories. She can't seem to remember anything from her past. Almost 25 years later, the memories start to flood in more constant than usual. All she knows is that there's a mystery guy behind her flashbacks. She's determined to wait for him. Little did she know, Fizzarolli was angry and heartbroken by her. Flashback: A part of this memory skipped and she could see a dark room. It didn't look to be a room but a closet? The lights seem to be running low. How strange, almost scary. She felt hopeless, maybe sad. It was confusing but there were a lot of negative emotions. She found a bouquet of black roses. Black Roses, they seem to call to her. There was a note attached to it. She read it aloud. 'Dear (Y/N), I'm sorry I didn't meet you last night. I had actually fallen.... Yesterday was very tiring. Please (Y/N), I don't want to fight anymore. Without you by my side it would be like a clown missing his balloons. I am outside.... The letter made her feel as if her heart was doing backflips. She could feel herself laughing. He really did know how to get her out of her bad mood. She observed the black roses. They were very beautiful but there was more to them than the memory seems to show. End of flashback.

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