Dreams
Dreams are curious things
They are like unforgiving goddesses
They bring gifts of happiness and pleasure
They allow us to smile even in the darkest of times
But as much as they allow us to enjoy they also allow us to suffer
These gods enjoy watching the human weep and suffer in deep sorrow
They love to watch us squirm in discomfort and learn out deepest fears and make them real
They enjoy abandoning us when we need them the most
These dreams choose whether to be a god or a true monster
Dreams are truely curious things
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