Mystic
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"I fell asleep in my bed and awoke in my dream" There is a place between conscienceness and slumber. A point where you awake where you sleep. Where you open your eyes in your dream... Or nightmare. This place is called Mystic. You can walk around a dreamland where everything is accessible and anything is possible. Where lights dance across the sky. Where the world is cloaked in mist. Where bright eyes resemble jewels of ruby and amethyst. Where everything is enchanted and irredecent... Where shadows can draw you away. Away from the sea of magic and into your worst nightmare. To a point where you wake up and they follow. Each day they get closer, and when they reach you won't wake up from your nightmare...you'll live in it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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