Deep within the unconscious/subconscious/latent mind, where dreams dance and reality fades, there lurk shadows. These are not/never/rarely mere figments of our imagination, but creatures/entities/beings that stalk/creep/glide through the ethereal landscape of sleep. They observe/watch/scrutinize us as we dream, their motives/purposes/goals shrouded
Migra's Grip: Walls Can't Suppress Our Aspirations
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