Why Are My Dreams Realistic?

Chapter 19: Modeliăvimas : (part 2)

Life blooms like a waterfall, an abundance of creation showcasing diverse landscapes flourishing with flowers. Picture a world of ice, entrapped in a singular fog, with an unusual volcano formation beside it, creating a mystical atmosphere.

An island atop the sky gazes upon the entirety of the world, witnessing every change that unfolds without a worry for its own existence.

At the bottom of the ocean lies a realm of creation, with sea creatures gracefully swimming amidst the saltiness that engulfs seventy percent of the land. It's a vast world beneath the sphere, hidden and teeming with life.

Everything seemed possible—that's what I believed. Events could unfold without my or anyone else's intervention. Expressing your desires to others means sharing thoughts without the fear of alteration. However, it appears life doesn't adhere to such simplicity; it plays around like a capricious tool.

Everyone adhered to the rules and followed the rules of the game. An accurate depiction of w