Bent Reality Blues

The air crackled with a unnatural energy. I could taste it in my bones, a dissonance between the known and something else. My dreams were like stained glass, constantly morphing. It was a terrifying illusion. I was lost in a web of reality, and the only website thing I could do was listen as the wor
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