The Garden That Grew in People’s Dreams
If two dreamed of it together, they’d meet inside.
Two insomniacs on opposite sides of the world began sharing the same dream: a garden filled with golden vines and impossible light.
They met there every night, planting seeds that bloomed into memories neither had lived.
But one morning, one dreamer didn’t wake up. The other fell asleep forever that same night — smiling.
The next day, an unknown plant sprouted from both their graves, its roots curling in the same direction.
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