Nameless-Wing

At my awakening, every piece of furniture in my bedroom stood there. In their place. And yet, something seemed different. It was clear to me that something did change, but I wasn’t able to point it out and today still, it comes back to haunt me. It’s as if all of the things that were in my bedroom were replaced by an exact replica and that my mind was, somehow, capable of seeing through this trick to which my eyes were perfectly blind. Sometimes, I found myself feeling as if my blue, suddenly became my red, rejecting me out of my reality raised in logic for the longest of minutes during which, everything seemed corrupted. The str