Last night

Last night I dreamt I lived in Rome and this was my house.  People came from all over the  world to visit me and hear my story.  Suitors sent me love letters with trinkets tucked between the pages.  As night fell, the crowds of people soon turned into stone statues and the house dissolved into a black sand.  I was left to wander the barren stone landscape, trapped within my own memories, without ever having had the chance to tell my story.

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