a short story about dreams and diving suits

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The Bottom of the Nightmare

a short story about dreams and diving suits



Her nightmares got worse, so I built a diving suit to explore the restless ocean of her dreams.

I thought it would be black and full of monsters, like stepping through the gasoline rainbow on top of a puddle and entering a world of dark reflections and broken colours.

I was wrong.

Her dream was white and endless, a world so vast and bright and empty that nothing could hide.

It was there, at the bottom of the nightmare, I learned that terror is not meeting a monster in the dark.

It is meeting ourselves in the light.

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Short story written by Peter Chiykowski

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Story prompt taken from a photo by Siyan Ren

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