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We were dreaming, they said. Dreaming our worlds away. But we weren't. Not really.
We were dreaming our worlds, all right, but not away - into us, into being. We created our little worlds in dreams, dreamscapes and nightmares, daydreams and nightmares.
So yes, dreaming. But we never left. Our worlds, they never left, only theirs did, those arteficial contrived worlds that they held so dear... not us. We made our own.