The House That Remembered Dreams

At the end of a quiet street stood a house no one owned, yet every night its windows glowed softly, as if dreaming.

When passersby peeked inside, they saw not rooms — but fragments of people’s dreams: a floating ship, a lost child laughing, a door opening into endless sky.

A writer named Elara began visiting nightly, sketching what she saw through the glass. But one evening, her own childhood bedroom appeared in the window.

She stepped inside — and found herself ten years old again, holding her mother’s hand.

The climax: When morning came, the house was gone. In its place stood a single page of writing on her notebook:

“Every dream you remember keeps the world alive.”

Elara became famous for her stories afterward — tales that felt like déjà vu to everyone who read them.