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“They were normally some variation of the same; he saw the entire world—the world above as it had been, though he could only guess—open sky, glistening oceans, cracked deserts, lush forests. When he thought the beauty of it would tear him apart, the dreams shifted to give him a glimpse of his own reality, his world below, no less perfect for what it was, until the whole of it was consumed by darkness and fire. And he always woke with the screams of the dying echoing in his head.”
― Joe Basile, The Last Scrollkeeper: The Race Against Time