December 25, 2023

Dear ghost,

At my blue castle, I swim in the river of my conscious. Or at least the conscious that feed my fantasy. There, I slumber at the cradle of the dragon. There, I conquer the kingdom of your nightmare. There shall be a twilight where I must wake up. But I will open my eyes only when the the light is too bright to ignore.

Yours even as I fear to be.