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Dominic who hadn’t picked Piper up since their breakup, who said he’d come for her when he had time. She’d forgotten to get Piper. The thought scraped at her mind like sandpaper. She tucked the phone away. The afternoon stretched thin. The sky darkened, blood - red bleeding through clouds. That night, sleep was fire. The dream ripped her under — no calm descent, only flames. A city burning. Ash falling like snow. Shadows where people used to be. Buildings tumbling like toys. In the center stood a girl, barefoot in the soot, her white dress stained red at the hem.

A distant bell suddenly rang. Once. The endless pages overhead froze in midair. Then... every page turned toward the same direction. Something enormous was approaching. The ground trembled beneath Adrian's feet. Not with fear. With recognition. Far ahead... a city slowly emerged from the darkness. Its towers were built from giant books. Its bridges were woven from glowing sentences. Its rivers flowed with liquid silver ink. Above its gates, carved into black stone, were four ancient words. THE CITY OF FORGOTTEN AUTHORS.

Both brought the memory of each other sharing the same bedroom as they got into their separate beds. In a high rise apartment in New York City Rachel finished reading the files on Alex’s case. In a country home in Crystal Lake, Alex finished reading the first chapters of Rachel’s new novel. Miles apart, they turned off their lights and, within the hour, met each other in the cosmic realm of dreams.

life. It can resemble to anyone's life who has just started career or college or anything new. Bringing you all "New girl in the city". This story might resemble some stories or with any of your friends life real story but trust me I just started writing it randomly thinking when a girl arrives in a new city for fulfilling her dreams and aspirations what all she goes through. Aanchal is one such girl who has started her life in the new city. city of dream, love, Aspiration-Mumbai. Hope you all will enjoy her journey.

"Sometimes, The truest realization is that you are betrayed by someone you loved too dearly." ... [Jasmine's Pov] Mumbai the city of the sea, hope, chaos, magic. Often called City of dreams, yet even if I want to, I will not be able to count how many millions of people's dreams were swallowed by the sea of this city. How many people were drowned beneath its shiny exterior? What happened to them? Did everyone's dreams come true? No one can tell. Nonetheless, it was not the case with me, since it seems to fulfill my every sweet dream-like a magician carving my soul with a magical stick and filling my heart with nothing but gratitude for it.

I say carefully sitting on the couch closest to me; afraid I will make it dirty since I have dirty clothes on. Leaning back against the high back of the couch as I start to slowly warm and I find myself fighting my fluttering eyelids; besides becoming warmer, Black Jack makes me feel safe now that I am sure he won't treat me badly. I can vaguely hear him talking on his phone as my head lulls to the side and my eyes remain shut as I drift off to sleep a dreamless slumber.

She’s not exactly a hero of justice, seeing the fallen victim from ‘The Cannibal’ just made it worse. “Inspector, take Jaemin and me to the crime scene” Rae stiffened. “On it” he replied short. * * * Jaemin sits next to Vaan, while Rae chose the backseat as her domain. She stares outside the police car as the car passes by the colorful street lights. Theister city was built by the millennials who are hungry for technology and advancement. Some even said this city is cursed, and a city of unification of evil.

It was a dream about a set of people in a different world with different sets of rules. In Goodness’ dream, he claimed that he saw some people moving excitedly in an unfamiliar library at the centre of a small town. They were books with different covers: black, brown, yellow, pink and even blonde covers. The men and women all had long beards that extended to their jaw. The place was so weird with all sorts of weird customs and traditions and weird fruit bearing trees. The scent in the air was unpleasant like charred old newspapers. The sky was a worrisome grey, such as he had never seen before in his life. Some of the men carried historical books, screaming delightfully with open hearts as t

It was hot and muggy weeks from Golden Valle to Lovecraft County hot days when little left their homes only if necessary and even more important the daily work and those days when the sun was so hot and radioactive that normal was the most boring. Several people disappeared among indigents and homeless people a new drug was floating through the streets and the clown of crime himself walked through the shadows young and adults ran through the alleys. They were looking for the drug called Desire which they said revealed their greatest desires and would not wake up anymore it was a hallucinogenic drug. What induced those who used it to reveal and use the greatest desires and that in their dream

I nodded, but I knew sleep wouldn’t come easily. Because I had seen what was waiting for me in my dreams. And I didn’t know if I’d wake up as myself anymore. --- The Dream I was standing in an empty city. The buildings stretched endlessly into the sky, their windows dark, their streets silent. But I wasn’t alone. A figure stood at the end of the street, watching me. It was me. Or at least, it looked like me. But the eyes were wrong. Too dark. Too empty. I took a cautious step forward. “Who are you?”