Warships… From My Dream Journal
As a young girl, I was always fascinated by the tactics of naval warfare. I came to learn how the creaking of wooden planks, the flapping of sails, and the roaring of the ocean waves were music to the ears of History’s great tacticians. They would dream of steering tall ships into glorious battle, with […]
An Arctic Town That Never Sleeps… From My Dream Journal
In a land of never-ending sunsets and relentless frost, there lies a town near the Arctic Circle, known by the locals by a name unpronounceable in English.
Just For the View… From My Dream Journal
I once had a dream about a teenage girl who embarked upon a perilous journey to the rooftop of an abandoned schoolhouse.