Dndm_in_my_dreams_wildest_dream 〈AUTHENTIC - 2025〉

“Your turn to choose the story,” a voice chimed—not in my ear, but in my mind. It was whimsical and echoed with the sound of chiming bells.

based on your preference.

I walked to the edge of the ship and looked down. Below us wasn't an ocean of water, but an ocean of , each with a different ecosystem—a jungle, a desert, a shimmering city of crystal. We were sailing toward a horizon where the sun was setting and rising simultaneously. dndm_in_my_dreams_wildest_dream

I woke up, my heart racing not from fear, but from the adrenaline of the adventure. The dream lingered, a dazzling, vivid memory that felt more real than the morning light filtering through my curtains. It was a wild, nonsensical journey, but in that dreamworld, everything was perfect, and I was entirely free. If you'd like, I can: to the skyship or crystal island scenes. “Your turn to choose the story,” a voice

Then, the .

“Faster,” I said, and the ship responded, plunging through a cloud bank that tasted like wild berries. I walked to the edge of the ship and looked down