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Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 10: The Dream Before Dawn

 🧠 **Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 10: The Dream Before Dawn**


That night…  

I didn’t just sleep.


I *traveled*.


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In the dream, I was standing in a **white corridor**.  

No doors. No windows. Just whispers on the wall.


I turned around — and there he stood.


**A boy. Barefoot. Same face. Same eyes.**  

But he looked… smaller.  

Weaker. Frightened.


It was **me**.  

The version that got left behind during the storm.


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He looked up and said:


> “Why did you leave me there… on that bus?”


My throat went dry.


> “I didn’t leave you,” I whispered.  

> “I just didn’t know how to carry you forward.”


Tears filled his eyes.  

Mine too.


And then…


He held my hand.


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Suddenly, the corridor cracked open.  

Light spilled in.


We were no longer two people.  

We were **one**.


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I woke up…  

at 4:23 AM.


There was sweat on my forehead.  

But a smile on my face.


For the first time in months,  

I didn’t feel like I was fighting my fear…


I had *understood* it.  

And that changed everything.


That morning, I saw the first sunlight differently.


It wasn’t just dawn outside.


> **It was dawn inside me.**


🖋️ — *Viyan*


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