Eclectic Narratives - One Last Dream [#174]

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One last dream, one last drop.

To sink to the bottom of the mind, the bubble back to the top.

A sweet fantasy to brush away life’s hardships and trials.

An illusionary journey of one hundred thousand miles.

A time to be whatever you wish to be with no restraint.

A place to indulge in all things you find quaint.

It can only be temporary, but a flash of time.

Yet, it is a moment where one’s happiness can be at its prime.

It’s okay to indulge for now and enjoy the dream.

There’s still time before you feel the sun’s first beam.

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Sometimes you just need to dream and take your mind off your trouble for a moment.

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Strange Sci-fi Tales - GRID: Unit 23 [#173]

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GRID online...Authentication Successful...Connecting to Server...Connection Successful...Server Queue: 4,912...Server Queue: 1,204...Beginning Session...Welcome Guest:

GRID: Units 21, 22, 23, 24, and 25 are online.

COMMAND: UNITs 23 and 25 report in.

UNIT 25: OLD-CENTRAL sweep complete, returning to normal sectors.

 COMMAND: UNIT 25, what is the status on OLD-CENTRAL

UNIT 25: Inconclusive, can’t approach, can’t maintain good visual, can’t even linger in the area.

 COMMAND: Valid UNIT 25, UNIT 23 report in.

UNIT 25: 23, what’s your status?

 COMMAND: UNIT 25, report UNIT 23’s last confirmed status.

 UNIT 25: East side, 23 moved underground to approach OLD-CENTRAL more easily. Their signal moved above ground 5 decacycles ago.

 COMMAND: Valid UNIT 25. UNIT 23 report in within the next cycle, or you will be declared renegade.

 UNIT 22: COMMAND, we have visual on UNIT 23.

 COMMAND: UNIT 22, elaborate.

 UNIT 22: North side of OLD-CENTRAL, visual on 23 just outside the city. UNIT 23 appears injured.

 COMMAND: UNIT 22, maintain visual. UNITs 21 and 24, secure UNIT 23.

 UNIT 21: Valid.

 UNIT 24: Valid.

 UNIT 23: ......

 COMMAND: UNIT 23, repeat your last statement.

 UNIT 23: *static*

 COMMAND: Observation, UNIT 23’s communication device has been damaged.

 UNIT 21: Visual on 23, approaching.

 UNIT 24: Visual on 23, maintaining distance.

 UNIT 23 Signal Terminated

 COMMAND: UNIT 22, confirm visual on UNIT 23.

 UNIT 22: Valid, still have a visual on 23. They’re not moving, but they’re still standing.

 UNIT 25: Um...COMMAND, I have visual on UNIT 23.

 COMMAND: UNIT 25, you were given no orders to approach UNIT 23.

 UNIT 25: Null COMMAND, UNIT 23 approached me.

 COMMAND: Conflicting data UNIT 25, why are you on the north side?

 UNIT 25: Null COMMAND, I’m on the south.

 COMMAND: UNIT 21, what’s your status?

 UNIT 21: Secure 1 UNIT. All clea-

 UNIT 21 Signal Terminated

 COMMAND: UNIT 21, report in.

 UNIT 24: COMMAND, UNIT 21 has been terminated. UNIT 23 is-

 UNIT 24 Signal Terminated

 COMMAND: UNIT 22, confirmed visual on UNIT 23.

 UNIT 22: COMMAND, based on observable evidence, I’m amending my previous observation. I do not have visual on UNIT 23, potential renegade sighted.

 UNIT 25: COMMAND, “UNIT 23” is continuing approach, what’s my course of action?

 COMMAND: UNITs 22 and 25, evacuate the area and await further order.

 UNIT 22: Valid.

 UNIT 25: Val-

 UNIT 25 Signal Terminated

 UNIT 22: “Unit 23” approaching, moving to next sector.

 COMMAND: Valid UNIT 22, report to CENTRAL at the end of current cycle for debriefing.

 UNIT 22: Valid.

 UNIT 22 Disconnected

 Connection Terminated (by user)...Goodbye, Guest...

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In the wake of disaster, new dangers take up root.

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Enigmatic Fantasies - That Strange Dream [#172]

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           As she drifted into sleep each and every night, she could sense the forest grow around her. The ordinary bedroom where she slept would float away like a stray thought, and an ethereal nature would take its place. She’d awaken with a mind foggy, and her senses dulled on a bed of leaves and flowers. Her eyes would gaze up at the unfamiliar night sky, filled with stars and celestial bodies that could only exist in one’s wildest dreams.

           She’d lift herself from the bed of nature and begin her walk into this fantasy. Dressed only in a garb resembling a nightgown, one she had no memory of putting on, that trailed along the ground like a mass of hair. Yet, despite being dragged along the forest floor, the mysterious dress did not catch or dirty. It swept across the ground like a low hanging cloud.

           She’d traversed the forest and take in all its sights. Every tree was thin and seemed to stretch into the heavens, but she could never quite see where their tops were. Each tree stood precisely a meter apart in every direction, not one strayed from this pattern. In some ways, it was more like a forest of bamboo, yet the distinctive brown bark betrayed any such comparison.

           No matter where she’d walk, the sights would never change. The celestial bodies above remained static to her view, while the trees seemed endless in every direction. Even the bed of flowers and leaves where she awakened was not unique. More could be seen every several meters in their own infinite pattern.

           This place, its name she did not know. She’d never seen another soul within it either, not even a small animal or buzzing insect. The forest was soundless, without even a breeze of wind. Even her own voice failed to carry.

           She had dismissed this place as a dream for so very long. But, as it repeated, each and every night, she could no longer ignore its presence. Lost in this forest, which went on forever, she could only wander and observe until she grew tired. As her mind became foggier and her body heavier, she’d settle down on another bed of flowers and slip into a new sleep.

           As she drifted into sleep, she could sense the forest fade around her. The ordinary bedroom where she closed her eyes previous, would pull back into view. The unfamiliar night sky, the endless trees without tops, and soundless land were slowly replaced by her own reality. As she sat up in bed each and every morning, dressed in her own clothes and sleeping in her own bed, she’d ponder her strange experience. There was only one question in her mind, which haunted her each day. Which part was the dream, here or there?

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If you had dreams where you were someone else, and they had dreams where they were you, which one would be the dream?

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Enigmatic Fantasies - That New World Far Away [#171]

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Whispers speak of a new world far away.

The eager and the adventurous set out for it every day.

What is there? No one is sure, word has yet to travel back.

A city of gold? A land of true freedom? Fertile land where the soil does not crack?

With only hopes and dreams, many set out to find this place.

As far as I can tell, they’ve vanished without a trace.

Maybe the journey is perilous, and none can survive the trip.

Perhaps the land is so wonderful that they refuse to leave after taking a single nip.

Who can say, but those who’ve made the journey?

Would you take that quest, at risk of coming home on a gurney?

I see that fire in your eyes, that desire to see what no one else can.

Go for it yourself, then, there’s no shame in trying, who needs a plan?

If you make it, you’ll always know you were the best.

If not, who would be able to say that you failed the quest?

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If you could undergo a trial where no one would know whether you succeeded or failed, would you?
No one else will know of your success, but neither would they be able to call you out as a failure.

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