Dreams

There were these glowing books. When I opened one, the words lifted into the air, whispering secrets I had never known but somehow remembered.

Elias Morin

New Mexico

I found myself standing on a calm ocean that reflected the stars like glass. When I looked down, the sky blinked back at me, and I realized I was walking inside my own reflection.

Adrian Vale

Los Angeles

My Memory Bank

The Mirror of Skies