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... r belonged to them, when the walls of their mind were prised open and a foreign hand painted across them.
They might believe they were in control — aware and awake within the dream — but every route they walked and everything they met had been placed there deliberately, like pieces on a board.
They could taste fire, recall wounds that had never happened, even hear confessions they had never given, all while convinced those memories had risen from their own minds.
The dang ...
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