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In August Dust: Prologue

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      As I sit and begin to write my story, I realize the importance of what I am doing. It's making me wary…literally, and unfortunately, I'm not sure I'm really ready to tell. I have to listen to myself. I have to remember, and try and convince you for your own good. I have to think about every word and the importance of what it means to me and every person in this world who is deceived by the fake perceptions of what is reality and what is a dream.
      Yes, it's that bad and may give you the same "nightmares" that I have so often. But you have to know, and if I wasn't used to the idea, the truth, and I hadn't had so much time to become okay with it and even welcome and like the idea, I'm sure tears would be running down my face as I try to piece every word of every sentence of this true story. It may leave you lost, scared, terrified, sad, or, like myself, intrigued and amazed…to the point the world as we know it seems to have become a mere, invisible reflections of what we thought it was truly is.
      It is a world of deception, we've been as naïve to be fooled by our own minds into thinking the opposite of what is real, but I ask you to at least take into consideration of what I have to say next. What we think is dreams…are actually reality. And when we are awake, we are really dreaming. I believe that it all started a very long time ago, when we still lived in a world of havoc and chaos, joy, love, pure happiness, anything you could think of, everything the most creative and malicious mind could imagine. A world that continuously changes and molds to what you want it to be and exactly what you don't.
People started to realize they didn't have to go through the constant stress and heartbreak and loss and strained smiles. There's a certain trigger that can launch you into this dream state that is orderly, controlled, and comfortable, easy, a safe place away from the world, a clear dream. It can differ for everybody but for many it's just pure will to get there. The people also realized they liked the dream better and eventually they tried and succeeded at convincing everybody that the dreams were actually real and made a life there together. Still, they can't escape being sucked back when they woke up, opened their eyes in their mind while "dreaming".
      Now, as time has worn on, it has been entirely forgotten that things are the other way around. Nobody would even think for a second that this crazy truth is real; that when you close your eyes at night you are launched back into your home, where we are meant to make our lives. Today people "sleep" very little, just a few hours. They like this world they've created, want to stay here and live their lives here, and want to be there as little as possible. But I tell you, it is true, I have proof and that is why I'm here- To tell you my story and how it began for me. My incredible journey, hurtled through a space time continuum from one state to another, dream to reality, word to world, just like everybody else.
      Given my name, and my situation, I bet you were expecting me to start out with something like, "Once upon a time in a peeling, color-faded collage on the edge of a sparkling lake, I, August Dust, was born. Conceived by a fallen star and summertime air, I am a child of sunshine and the dust of happiness." This is no fairytale.

For what it's worth, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
The beginning to my story, hope you enjoy~
I'll have the first chapter up as soon as I can

*I don't really know exactly what a space-time continuum is other than three parts space, one part time or something or other but I thought is sounded nice there so...yeah*

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