Dream Of The Endless Novels & Stories

I cry for all of us caught in this horrible situation. And when I finally fall asleep, I dream of golden eyes that turn from warm to cold, over and over again, an endless loop of hope and rejection that feels like it will never end.

“No matter what happens. No matter what he says or does. You’re enough. You’ve always been enough.” They don’t wake. They keep dreaming of dragons, kingdoms, and happy endings. I pray they get one. Even if I don’t.

"It's choice. We choose you. We choose forever. We choose staying together. Whatever it takes. However it works. We choose us." "We choose us." Erebus echoes. "Now. Tomorrow. Ten thousand years from now. We choose us." Tears fall. "I love you all so much." "We love you too." They pull me close. "Now stop worrying about infinite future. Focus on infinite present. Focus on us. Focus on now." They're right. I need to stop fearing what might happen and cherish what is happening. This moment. This love. This family. But as I fall asleep in their arms, I dream again. Of the Absolute. Of infinite loneliness. Of the moment I'm left alone. Of the choice I'll make when I have nothing left.

Past Dreams, like fairytales, all come to an end. We wake or turn that final page. There's no escaping it. It may take days, years, or an entire lifetime, but forever doesn't truly exist. No matter how hard we wish or try, the end always comes.

The driver passed me some tissues before attempting to console me, "I don't know what you've been through, miss, but I just want to tell you that life is always going to be filled with setbacks, disappointments, and even moments of absolute despair. "However, no matter how disappointed and despairing things are, you have to believe that good things will come in time." As he spoke, his good-natured face seemed to come to life with the look of determination and a strong will to live. For a moment, it halted my tears. Wiping my tears dry, I asked hoarsely, "Where did you hear that from?" Laughing, the driver said, "It's just something I picked up from one of my other passengers."

The last line still echoed through the room— through her bones— through the walls— like a whisper from the void itself: “The God of Dreams…” —

“Sleep, baby. Tomorrow we start making forever real—lake, trees, you screaming my name into the sky all day.” I drifted off wrapped in him—safe, owned, loved beyond measure, the collar warm against my skin, his cum still deep inside me—dreaming of clear lake water and tall pines and a future where every scream, every touch, every filthy promise was ours alone, loud and free and eternal.

Chapter 52: The Road Toward the Spire Evelyn barely slept. The few times she managed to close her eyes, strange dreams dragged her awake again. She stood beside an endless ocean beneath a sky without stars. Black waves rolled across the water, carrying reflections that didn't belong to her. Sometimes she saw cities sinking beneath the surface. Sometimes she saw figures kneeling before a massive tower that reached beyond the clouds. No matter how the dream changed, it always ended the same way.

LYRA* When the man from my dream returned, my soul leaped with joy. I could feel his touch as he kissed me and held my hand. His touch was the only thing that broke the barrier of nothingness, but still, I could not break free. I felt I would forever be trapped within the confines of my mind.

Correction please I'm not supporting underage dating, if you're young you shouldn't have a boyfriend now. "hey what are you thinking about "Dave asking.. "what? "I asked "you have been staring at the water for a while now"he said "I was just thinking "I said "you know that we are in a pool and I don't want you to drown so stop your thinking for now "he said and I nodded "that's a good girl"he said and gave me a sudden peck on my lips.. I got a good guy too💖 THE END......