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“Faster,” I said, and the ship responded, plunging through a cloud bank that tasted like wild berries.

I focused on the nebula above, and instantly, the library dissolved. I was falling, but it was smooth, like diving into cool water. I landed on the deck of a massive, wooden skyship, its sails woven from captured starlight. The crew wasn't human; they were anthropomorphic, silver-furred foxes holding maps drawn on silk. dndm_in_my_dreams_wildest_dream

The dream shifted again, as they always did, but with a vivid, visceral intensity I had never felt before. I was now standing on one of the crystal islands, the ground vibrating with a low, musical hum. I pictured a bridge of liquid glass stretching to the next island, and it appeared before me, solid and shimmering. I was a shaper, a dreamer in my own reality. “Faster,” I said, and the ship responded, plunging

Then, the .

I walked to the edge of the ship and looked down. Below us wasn't an ocean of water, but an ocean of , each with a different ecosystem—a jungle, a desert, a shimmering city of crystal. We were sailing toward a horizon where the sun was setting and rising simultaneously. I landed on the deck of a massive,