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I've been writing stories since I was eight. I used to charm my parents with adventures of bengal tigers on the hunt in a blue green jungle. When I dream I dream in vivid color and weirdness. I once dreamed I was on the back of a motorcycle with a man whose face I could not see. We were on the run from some unknown thing and heading straight towards a cliff that lead to a deep lagoon. We jumped motorcycle, clothes, and all... Both of us made it and swam to the bottom. On the bottom of that lagoon I found a treasure of jeweled eggs.