Monday, 24 April 2017


Every night, it was roughly the same dream, as long as he could remember. The head that hit the pillow was of just another pencil pusher, forever analyzing spreadsheets. But in the dream, he was a mighty warrior, traveling lands full of excitement and wonders. It would make sense that a boring man would create this fantasy world, and it makes sense that he’d find himself staying longer and longer in it, despite the best efforts of those in the real world.

Except, of course, that the real world was the one where he had an illusionary dreams curse issue…

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