I've always been drawn to the old, mysterious book in the attic. Its pages whisper secrets in the wind, and its illustrations seem to come alive in the moonlight. One night, I finally dare to open it, and a portal to a mystical realm unfolds before me. I enter a world where dreams are currency, and imagination is the only limit. But as I delve deeper, I realize that not all dreams are sweet, and some secrets are better left unspoken.
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