This isn't a small fire. This is everything. Not one building, not one room, not a field at the edge of town — but a city. Streets on fire, skylines burning, the entire constructed world of human activity going up in flames around you. If you&…
This fire has room to breathe. No walls closing in, no ceiling overhead, no building trapping you inside. Just open land — a wide field, a stretch of grass, a landscape that extends further than you can see — and fire moving across it. That openne…
The fire wasn't at home this time. It was at work. That shift in location changes everything about what this dream is saying. When the building that burns is the place you spend a third of your waking life — the office, the company, the workpl…