Next Chapter: A Dreamer's Manual

When the clock melts and reality blurs, you must learn to mold your thoughts into shapes that dreamers recognize.
Begin each sunrise with the cadence of whispered instructions to the self, for dreaming is but a dance with unspoken shadows.

Gather your tools: a mirror to reflect that which you do not yet see, and a feather for the softest of touches on the heavy veil.
The first step is the hardest—speak to the chrysalis within you, tell it stories written in the language of night wandering.

Water the roots of your imagination daily. Let them stretch far beyond the concrete and the customary, into the essence of what once was.
Remember to sing softly to the stars; they hide secrets even the sun has forgotten.

Dreamer, paint your chapters in colors unseen, and beyond the vista lay truths untouched by ordinary hands.
Close the eyes of the mind only to awaken in another reality, perhaps echoes of a past you never lived.