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... d over Michael’s nerves, again and again. Before him stretched an ocean of vibrant red.
White foam, like a boundless net, gently covered the sea’s surface, warping and shifting with the surge of the tide.
"The sea... why is it red?"
He opened his eyes in the darkness. This shouldn’t be a dream.
In fact, ever since the day he lost his sense of taste, he had soon been stripped of the ability to dream as well.
No, perhaps it wasn’t the ability to dream that w ...
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