Wℎispers From Tℎe Dreamland

To the readers

𝐴𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒.. 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ.. 𝑒𝑥ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑡.. 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦.. 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑥 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.

𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑟!

𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢.. 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸! 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑎 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.. 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.. 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓.. 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓.. 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦~ you feel a sudden pull towards the light

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𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑒𝑑...

𝐴𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.. *𝑤𝑜𝑎ℎ* 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦, 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝑁𝑂𝑊 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 *𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑠ℎ* . 𝑆𝑈𝐷𝐷𝐸𝑁𝐿𝑌! 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟.𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑠!

ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴇsᴍᴀʀɪsɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ!

"ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏʟᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs" - ɴᴇɪʟ ɢᴀɪᴍᴀɴ

ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ. ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴇʀᴇ ʙᴜɴᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴡ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ.. ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴘᴀɢᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀssᴀɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs, ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ғɪʟᴛᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴡɪsᴅᴏᴍ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀᴍᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴀɢʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

ʙᴏᴏᴋs ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴀ sᴏᴜʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, ᴡɪɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ғʟɪɢʜᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪғᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ғʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴠᴇɪɴs. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇɴᴅs ᴠɪɢᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ sʏsᴛᴇᴍ. ɪᴛ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛs ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴜʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀᴋᴇs ᴍʏ sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ɴᴇʀᴠᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴏᴍʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛs. ɪᴛ sᴛɪʀs ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴɢᴜʟғ ᴍʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴʟʏ ᴠɪʙᴇs.

ɪ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘?! ᴇᴀᴄʜ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴘᴇᴄɪғɪᴄ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ... ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ... ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ... Sᴏ ᴍᴇsᴍᴀʀɪsɪɴɢ... ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ

(❁´◡`❁), ᴀɴxɪᴏᴜs , sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs sᴀᴅ , ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀʏ ɪɴ ʙᴜᴄᴋᴇᴛsಢ‸ಢ , sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍʏ ʜᴀɪʀ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ sᴜsᴘᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴏᴏ.

ɪᴛ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇs ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴇʟʟ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ, ᴛᴏ ɢᴀɪɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ, ᴡɪsᴅᴏᴍ,

𝑇𝑂 𝐸𝑋𝑃𝐿𝑂𝑅𝐸 𝐵𝐸𝑌𝑂𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐵𝑂𝑈𝑁𝐷𝐴𝑅𝑌, 𝑇𝑂 𝐼𝑁𝑉𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐺𝐴𝑇𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑈𝑁𝐾𝑁𝑂𝑊𝑁, 𝑇𝑂 𝐹𝐿𝑂𝐴𝑇 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐸𝐴 𝑂𝐹 𝐵𝑂𝑂𝐾𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝑂 𝐹𝐿𝑌 𝐻𝐼𝐺𝐻 𝐼𝑁 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐾𝑌 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝑀𝑌 𝑊𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑊𝑂𝑅𝐾 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐴𝐶𝐾𝐿𝐸.𝐷𝑂𝑊𝑁 𝑀𝑌 𝐹𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐼𝑁𝑆𝐸𝐶𝑈𝑅𝐼𝑇𝐼𝐸𝑆.

ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ sᴜʀʀᴇᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs?? ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sʟɪᴠᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜᴏᴜʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ʜᴀʟʟᴜᴄɪɴᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴠɪᴠɪᴅʟʏ. ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴏғ ᴇɴʟɪɢʜᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪs ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ, ɪᴛ ʟɪғᴛs ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ, ʙᴏᴏsᴛ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴘɪʀɪᴛs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sʟᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴏᴡs ʏᴏᴜ

𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕋𝕐 𝕆𝔽 𝕃𝕀𝕍𝔼𝕊

TO THE READERS

Life is a book. Some chapters are sad, some are happy, and some are exciting. But if you never turn the page, you will never know what the next chapter holds. A book inspires you to find the meaning of your life.

You are a reader, and therefore a thinker, an observer, a living soul who wants more out of their human experience. You are in a splendid world full of truth with nothing covered behind the screens. Everything, The right and the wrong are placed in front of you in a distinct way, pure and clear without any filters in it.

((Come to think of it.. books seems to be a better world to live in.. every reader's deep desire would be to travel into a book and live in there for ever.. the fun is when the book is with a twisted logic and the plots are mind blowing.. and you sit there admiring the author "well played".. and hand over your strings of emotions to the player's hand with respect. *handle carefully*))

This inspires you to dive further I to the reality and dig out more about the world you have to face with your back straight and head lifted up high in the air never letting it down unless it was for bowing down to elders, to their knowledge and experience.

My hunger for books is insatiable. I find myself craving for more and more knowledge as I read many books.

My hands gliding across the covers of the books in my library, the collection of books bought from the places I travelled. The texture of it, the warm and soft feeling it creates against my skin.

As I touch each book, the summary of it plays in my head as a picturesque video overflowing with creativity. Each book has something extraordinarily in it.

The great authors and poets, you are my role model. You showed me the most fantastic things through your books. In you books I have drunk fragrant wine, I have sung songs, I have hunted wild leopards and wild boars,

Have loved women. Beauties as ethereal as clouds, created by the magic of you poets and geniuses, Have visited me at nights and have whispered in my ears wonderful tales that set my brain in a whirl. In your books I have climbed to the Mont Blanc and from there I have seen the sunrise and have watched the evening flood of golden rays- The sky, the ocean, and the mountains bathing in crimson hue.. I have heard the singing of the birds early in the morning.

In your books I have flung myself into a bottomless pit, performed miracles, preached new religions, conquered whole kingdoms...

It amazes me how the authors give life to every word. It looks like they have easily written a book, but you never know how much efforts lay behind every work to make it a masterpiece! It makes me want to be one of them, to CREATE a masterpiece with my own hands, to create another world of imagination.

It makes me to crave to carve my name in the hearts of young readers, the future leaders as theirfavoritee author~ Each time I sit across my window to write 'my novel' the thought that someday I am going to be someone's favorite author brings a smile to my face and the energy to hold my pen and write more words full of magic.

The rows of books placed neatly in the shelve, the evening glow flashing across them creating an alluring vision pleasing to eyes. Light breeze flowing through my window, flipping the pages of the book in my hands.. an appealing sound to ears.. A room without a book is like a body without a soul.

The antique beauty present in my room.. just one look at this astonishing sight fills my heart with a warm feeling.. creating an urge in me.. an inspiration.. to fall deeper in love with books as if I haven't done that already.

Life isn't that complicated to me, it is neither about yesterday nor about tomorrow, It's all about TODAY!! So, I need to make my today worthwhile by gaining as much as knowledge from my books and aspire myself. No one would want to wake up tomorrow with a stupidly deep regret weighing down their heart.. To prevent this from happening, I read books. I find comfort in books. They never make me feel useless. They always guide me away from misery to a brighter place.

They inspire me to CREATE a new path, a new way, a better solution to every problem. It showed me happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembered to turn on the lights and open a book.

Reading is a conversation. All books talk but some books listen as well. They are wonderful companions you could ever get in your life. When you read a line that is so well written, (I'll want to marry the writer but ahem- ) you find yourself in it, the way always wanted you to be.

Books orchestrates everything as an alpha of the arena. It inspires the leadership qualities in you, making you a wonderful person full of confidence, royalty, intelligence and makes you a rare treasure.

"Each time you read a book, a tree smiles knowing there is life after death."