Haley Morgan
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Welcome to my page! I'm a passionate writer with a deep love for the written word, especially in the realms of poetry and dark fantasy. I hope to illustrate and publish one day!
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Oleander
In the deep, velvet folds of night, where shadows stretch and coil like serpents around our psyche, lies a realm unseen by waking eyes. It is a place where reality slips its chains, and the mind unfurls its wings to traverse the ethereal tapestry of dreams. Different cultures view dreams as spiritual messages, divine communications, or reflections of the unconscious mind, each interpretation adding to their enigmatic allure. Carl Jung believed dreams tapped into the collective unconscious, a vast reservoir of shared human experiences and archetypes, guiding us towards psychological growth. Dreams have fascinated me in this way, and so I began writing them down since the age of thirteen. Here, in the silken embrace of slumber, my consciousness drifts into a world, both familiar and strange—a haunting landscape that calls to me night after night. This particular event of dreams haunted me for the course of about a month or two. As always, I made sure to scribble these dreams down as soon as I woke up - edited later for you, dear reader, to better discern.
By Haley Morgan8 days ago in Horror
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