Deep within the unconscious/subconscious/latent mind, where dreams dance and reality fades, there lurk shadows. These are not/never/rarely mere figments of our imagination, but creatures/entities/beings that stalk/creep/glide through the ethereal landscape of sleep. They observe/watch/scrutinize us as we dream, their motives/purposes/goals shrouded
Migra's Clamp: Walls Can't Suppress Our Aspirations
We are {astrong people. Walls can't break {our spirit. We thrive above the barriers that present in our way. Our dreams are powerful, and we will ever give up on them. We are {a united force. No matter the circumstances, our dreams shall burning. The tomorrow is bright, and we will create it with our own hands. The battle for Freedom: No Kin