The Dreamer's Dream

The Dreamer's Dream

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There are two types of dreams that we all know. Dreams that happens when you sleep; and things that you want to achieve. Every single one of us can do that cause we have that ability - to dream. Even me... but mine was too special. It was too complicated but too extraordinary. I don't even know if I can say that it was abnormal or weird but maybe not. Its just that, everything in me was too much. Everything. That was the reason they called me Tada - short for TDD which means The Dreamer's Dream. And everything started when I dreamt. It was not the normal dream that usually happens to me. The thing is, I dreamt and I cannot control it. Written by: NoNameAsOfNow Genre: Fantasy / Mystery / Adventure This is a story of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual peson, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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