The Foggy Village
By Craig Wilson
I instantly come to. I see I’m outside.
As usual, I have no recollection at all.
I assume I have some errands to run.
So I stroll around to get my bearings.
Curious, I wander down a random lane.
I leave my town and discover a little area.
A cool fog covers this town like a blanket.
There doesn’t appear to be anyone around.
Something seems to monitor me as well.
There are strange whispers in this old village.
I need to leave this area. I quickly backtrack.
I enter a strange tunnel and exit the dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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