First person
Synopsis:
Dreams leave wounds imprinted on the flesh of reality.
I once dreamed a dream called Early Summer.
In the dream, my name was Early Summer, and she was the sun.
Under another identity, I fell in love with the person I secretly loved.
Until one moment, the dream tore off its disguise.
I was pushed back into my own body, made to be a bystander.
Watching an unreal version of me share year after year of tender moments with her.
The illusion cracked, and darkness came flooding in.
Everything was emptiness.
Theme: Don't lose yourself in illusion. Face reality.
