Withering Beneath the Sun's Longing Gaze

This is a somewhat absurd story, and the author can no longer tell whether it really happened or was made up.

They keep appearing in dreams. Perhaps the world in our dreams is the real one.

All right, the author is insane! The kind even the doctors have given up on treating.

The people and feelings in this story are like potted plants abandoned in a basement. They struggle and yearn to see the sunlight, but things don't go as they wish, and in the end they rot in the soil!

Yes, they rot in the soil!