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My Queen
Dream I was walking down a long hallway that never seemed to end. The walls were painted black, and several old pictures hung on both sides. Doors lined the walls, and candles were the only sources of light. I didn’t see a single window in the place. A cold gust of wind blew by, causing an eerie feeling to wash over me and a cold chill to run down my spine. I felt like I was being watched, yet when I looked both ways down the hall, there was no one else there. Where was that cold breeze coming from when there wasn’t a single window in sight? “Hello?” I shouted, my voice echoing down the long hallway. No one answered, but after a minute, I heard the sound of a door creaking open further down the hallway. I picked up my pace as I moved toward the sound. Where was I? How did I get here? A
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