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Official Trailer for the Prose Poetical Novel by Marten Hoyle, coming as a free PDF download on Patreon.

SCRIPT:

The other night, I lay beside the dead. And the undeniable truth—that I have died. The heart that beats within this cage is no illusion. But what “life” courses from within it is vision only. A dream. I grow weary of this dream and the dreamers that obstruct my hope of wakening. To find myself awake in a home I no longer fully believe was ever mine. The smiling man said that it will not last forever. I know that is a lie. They will keep me here. Forever a faltering symbol of the vision. I will never go home. But am I sick to my spirit with longing for a place that never truly was outside these walls? Try as I may to recall the peace of home, I remember only that which surrounds me here. I am naked, and I grow pale. With disorder, I lose all hue and become a ghost—white as this sheet of paper before me. White as the smiling man. With discord, I feel myself not as the dreamer or the dream. I am the impossibility, vacant of mind as the illusion of those who surround one within their dreams. There is no mind behind my eyes. I am nothingness. I must obey the nonphysical laws of physical unreason. I abide by these laws, not because I am the dreamscape of what cannot be sense, but because the lawless reason of the dream demands it. I merely am a character in the landscape of that vision of which I can be no part, but in which I must endure the part I play. Again, I say this because the dream demands it. Whoever is dreaming this dream…I pray they waken that I become the nothingness I feel I already am. I pray that you wake up, and that I, with this vision am but a vacancy that will fade from memory as the dawn shines upon your waking eyes.