When night fell, the silent wind dragged every living being who was not ready to fall asleep into it, mercilessly, abnormally cruelly fair, whether good or evil, all entered the dream of equality.

If you want to talk about dreams, I don't know why the first thing that comes to mind is the soft world like marshmallows, whitewashed with pink colors, a beautiful symbolic side for dreams, escaping all the harm of reality, and a harbor of absolute defense.

However, what about in reality?

Squeak squeak squeak......

The worn-out fan overhead kept ringing, and it was feared that it would fall down in the next second, and the lower part would ......

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