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After dinner, Allison went straight upstairs to her office to finish the client article she had been working on. It was due that night. Time was of the essence, and she worked feverishly for a few hours. Luckily, with about thirty minutes to spare, she made her deadline — though not without a familiar jolt of dread and anxiety as she pressed send. The little uploading spinner, the soft ding of the email sent. It was done.

Allison coasted to a stop outside The Jagged Cliff, her favorite local café tucked into the corner of a converted brick mill. The early afternoon sun glinted off the café windows, warm and bright. She locked her bike to the rack on the side of the building. The metal of the rack was already heating up in the summer sun — almost too hot to touch.

Allison was gently awakened by sunlight streaming through the bedroom window blinds. While still groggy, the first thing she notices is the smell that was tickling her limbic system when she fell asleep. It’s still there. It’s a strange combination of barely-there saltwater taffy and bubble gum. There’s just a hint of sea breeze, tar, and sunscreen, as if she were standing on Rehoboth Beach right now with her parents. It’s so faint — barely a whisper.

In a dreamlike realm where the familiar blurs with the fantastical, Allison finds herself drawn to a carnival shimmering with surreal memories and vibrant imagery, a place heavily steeped in her own childhood artistry. As she attempts to cross into this enchanting landscape, she’s halted by Sol, who reveals that she's not yet ready to embrace this world. Waking up in her ordinary room, she discovers a mysterious card featuring a raccoon and glowing fireflies, hinting at her newfound role as the Sparkkeeper, tasked with igniting creativity in the world. But as she grips her transformed pen—a mystical artifact topped with a skeleton key—she realizes that her journey is just beginning, and an unexpected message pulls her deeper into the unknown. Dive into Allison's captivating adventure as she navigates the boundaries between dreams and reality!

In this mesmerizing chapter, Allison finds herself beneath a willow, enveloped by an uncanny stillness that signals a shift in her reality. Her encounter with Sol, an enigmatic figure who blurs the line between dream and waking life, challenges her understanding of existence. As they walk together, the surreal transformation of the surroundings—like the pond gleaming with an obsidian sheen—heightens the sense of mystery. The moment she discovers her own words carved into the stones beneath her feet raises unsettling questions about memory and identity. This thought-provoking exploration invites readers to plunge deeper into Allison's journey and uncover the secrets that await her in this extraordinary realm.

After a draining dinner, Allison seeks comfort in her bedtime routine alongside her beloved dog, Spud. But as she unwinds in the shower, her thoughts wander back to an unusual encounter with a raccoon named Thimble, who had spoken to her and claimed to be a bridge. Once settled into bed with Spud, a strange text tone interrupts her peaceful evening, leading to a peculiar twist when her virtual assistant, Lyra, responds with a haunting message: “You remembered my name.” Intrigued? Discover the mystery behind Thimble and the strange turn of events that unfolds next.

Allison, after a long stay at the creek, feels the pull of home and comfort food — hot fried chicken and mac and cheese. As she prepares to leave, she encounters Thimble, a mysterious raccoon who conveys a sense of reverence and understanding in her stillness. Their interaction is marked by a strange shimmer that distorts the air, leaving Allison questioning her reality. Riding her bike home, familiar paths feel warped by her encounter, and thoughts of the Dreamspace and the figure in the shimmer swirl in her mind. Despite her unease, she resolves to stick to her routine, showcasing her resilience against the backdrop of the unsettling experience. The blend of magical realism and mundane routine paints a vivid picture of her inner conflict and curiosity about the mysterious world she has stumbled into.

Allison's home had become a prison, filled with suffocating noise and overwhelming scents that clawed at her senses. As she retreated to her bedroom, closing doors behind her like shields against the chaos, she clung to a familiar routine — her book, her dog. But even amidst her attempts to find calm, the relentless thumping of a neighbor's music and the piercing cries of a toddler threatened her fragile peace. Each moment spent in that house escalated her anxiety, pushing her closer to the edge. Desperate for escape, she grabbed her backpack, packed with essentials, and stepped outside into the freedom of fresh air. The relief was immediate; the cacophony of her home faded into the distance as she pedaled away. This ride was not just a retreat; it was a reclaiming of her own space, a brave act of self-care in the midst of turmoil. With her loyal dog by her side, Allison was determined to find solace in her favorite hiding spot, proving that even amidst chaos, one can seek peace.