Good night, Sweet dreams. Ever wondered, what happens a few moments later You say that to me?
Sometimes, Darkness being filled with fond memories. Sometimes, Unleashing my unconscious cravings. Sometimes, waking up to my worst nightmares. Either way, Giving life to A parallel world, never expected to exist.
Some days, I would be at my own funeral watching over the heavy tears of my 16-year-old self. Some days, I would be reading my favorite book in a cozy cabin amidst a dense forest out of nowhere.
Some days Just pass by, With me walking Over hundreds of miles Of unknown trails With known strangers. And some days just pass by, with me dying out of every possible accidents I could encounter.
And Few places are possessed with people from the past, haunted by long gone memories, chased by forgotten souls. But never got caught Neither been saved.
So, This is how my dreams are curated. Inconsistent mix of Endless escape games and clueless cosplays, with no hints neither special costumes.