Summary

Otherwheres is a collection of dream-born stories where ordinary rules quietly unravel and the impossible feels strangely familiar. Each tale drifts through eerie forests, impossible cities, forgotten hallways, silent creatures, and places that seem to exist just beyond waking memory. Gentle whimsy mingles with quiet dread as talking animals, forgotten gods, living shadows, and impossible landscapes reveal worlds that are beautiful, unsettling, and impossible to forget. Inspired by real dreams, these stories embrace the strange logic of sleep—where a single wrong turn can lead to another universe, where monsters are not always cruel, and where even the smallest moments carry an unsettling sense of wonder. Step into Otherwheres, where every dream leaves a door open, and every door leads somewhere that should never have existed.

Genre: Fantasy

Author: Lily

Status: 1mo ago

Chapters: 2

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 16+

1: Building of Dreams

7-22-26

Light shines like

a million stars

from a building

made from dreams

I spread my wings

I think of things

what will we find

In that building

of dreams?

We run inside

me and my people

manticores, creatures

of fantasy

dangerous but beautiful

I run between

walls of things

hiding from the

prying eyes

Of strange people

and creatures

alike

A man made

of wrath and

hate chases me

away from that

building of dreams

He chases me

deep into the

forest of dark things

a place void of

light and life

I run up a tree

cowering in fear of

that man-made

hate

I feel my body

shift, into the

shape of a tree

a large Willow,

weeping, looking

down on the man

He now has

also transformed

he is a beautiful

prince charming

glowing with

charm and kindness

I can see my people

I can see all

I can see everything

that building of dreams

is so small beneath me

now

There is a large fountain

beneath my sweeping boughs

where my prince charming visits

every once in a while

One day he stops visiting

I wait

the seasons change

the fountain water flows

so sweet

he never comes

back

I feel my limbs

bend, my trunk

break

like my heart

deep inside

The world grows dark

the fountain black

the twinkling lights

of that building of dreams

fading into the distance

but a distant memory

a dream within

a fantasy

OtherWheres

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1: Building of Dreams

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