Everyone felt his or her internal clock ticking. Today, or tonight for some, was the twelve hour ceremony.

Each year, at the exact same moment

...the light of the sun is clouded by a chronograph. No seconds, no minute, just the hours passing. The humanity had 6 hours to prepare for 6 hours of special dreams. In an order as variable as the dreamers, each hour had its Dream: love-hate-pleasure-pain-joy-fear.

     The deep slumber came, avidly enthralling a world in its nest
   The senses acutely awoken while the bodies rest
      
     Enters the pain
  With fire on every pore
      
     Swords threatens the veins
   As the fear joins the galore
      
     Love heals the wounds
  blessed by a faerie moon
      
     Hate eclipses your sight
   while anger clouds wrong and right
      
     Pleasure dilutes the hell, the scene
   drops after drops of ecstasy
      
     Music notes have you on your feet
   sprinkling joy on your choreography
        

To be continued ...

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