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I was drifting through a haze, the kind that makes reality feel like a distant echo. In this dream, I stood in a grand hall, gold chandeliers sparkling above me. The air was thick with the scent of fresh roses and rich perfume. I wore a tailored suit that fit like a second skin, a sensation both exhilarating and foreign. Around me, laughter rang out, mingling with the clink of crystal glasses. Guests glided by, adorned in jewels that caught the light like stars. I caught glimpses of my own reflection in the polished marble floor: a confident smile, a glint of ambition in my eyes. Suddenly, a voice called my name?deep, resonant. I turned to see an older man, silver-haired and impeccably dressed. ?Welcome,? he said, his tone both commanding and warm. ?Tonight is a celebration of your success.? My heart raced. Success? I didn?t recall achieving anything monumental. Yet as he gestured around the room, I felt the weight of countless possibilities. Each person in this hall was a connection, a doorway to unimaginable wealth?new ventures, opulent investments, adventures beyond my wildest dreams. A waiter approached, offering me a glass of champagne. As I took it, I noticed the crystal glimmering with liquid gold. I raised it in a toast, my heart swelling with hope. ?To new beginnings,? I declared, feeling every eye turn to me, admiration shimmering in their gazes. The music swelled, enveloping me in a rhythm that pulsed with opportunity. I danced through conversations, sharing grand ideas that sparkled like the jewels around me. Every word felt powerful, and I could almost taste the future?luxury cars, sprawling estates, travel to distant shores. But just as I began to lose myself in the promise of it all, a shadow flickered at the edge of my vision. I turned, heart pounding, only to find the room dimming, laughter fading. The chandeliers flickered, their light turning to shadows. I felt a sudden chill, a reminder that dreams are fleeting. ?Wake up,? a whisper echoed in my mind. And just like that, the grandeur slipped away. I jolted upright in my bed, the weight of reality crashing down. The dream lingered, vivid and tantalizing, but now it felt like a mirage. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, the remnants of gold and laughter dancing at the edges of my consciousness. It was just a dream, but something had changed. The desire for wealth hadn?t faded; it had ignited a fire within me. With each heartbeat, I knew I would chase that vision?turn it from a fleeting fantasy into a tangible reality. - H | |