Sommary

If my dreams were a Saga, I would be a super spy whom desperately tries to sustain a normal life while my enemies do everything they can to destroy my life around me while I look on. This epic struggle has been going on since I was little and now I have decided to write what I remember. What if these dreams were a different reality, parallel universes to our own, where our consciousnesses go while we sleep and interact? Do we make real life enemies while we sleep and never meet them in the real world? All of this is a fantasy, of course, none any more real than life on a movie screen. But I want to chronically this other realm as a journal of my subconscious imagination... A Dream Saga.