#thewakingabyss

[jdvesper]

“The ink was faded, but the handwriting was neat and small, a circle drawn around one line:

*The map is a memory that pretends to be a plan.*

Beneath it, scrawled in shaky script, were four words in a different hand

*The dream remembers you.*”

An excerpt from **The Signal Beneath Sleep**,

part of *The Waking Abyss*, a collection of short stories where dreams and silence collide.

Read it on —> theinkandsilence.wordpress.com/the-waking-abyss