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fading-dream

About fading-dream

In my desolate state, I stand unknowing of what lies just beyond the current second. Of course, I can dream and imagine what fate might have in store for me, but ultimately, it is my decision. My life is like a wave on the sea that starts big and bold but slowly relinquishes all life to the claws of death which will soon bind me. This breath which now I take might possibly change the world around me, or bring me to my demise. If only there were a way...


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"The trouble with Borrowing another mind was, you always felt out of place when you got back to your own body, and Granny was the first person ever to read the mind of a building. Now she was feeling big and gritty and full of passages. 'Are you all right?' Granny nodded, and opened her windows. She extended her east and west wings and tried to concentrate on the tiny cup held in her pillars."
— Terry Pratchett, Discworld: Equal Rites