As she walked, the city began to blur. The steel skyscrapers softened into the silhouettes of weeping willow trees. The honking of horns faded into the rhythmic creak of an old wooden swing. She was entering the "dream that awaits," just as the song promised.
His wish was simple: To see one moment that didn't belong to a gear. auni_twinkling_lights_official
"You forgot to finish it," she whispered. "You fell asleep before you could believe it was possible." As she walked, the city began to blur
