A Dream -- Monday 19 October

I'm dancing with glowworms in a cathedral of shadows, their green whispers lighting up the arches as they hum the melodies of my grandmother's silent songs. Patti Smith's eyes watch me from every stained-glass window, fierce yet gentle, singing secrets into the rain that tastes like mathematics. I hear Li Jin Hao's laughter echoing through the halls, shaping worlds unseen with his charisma, while Saren Brinjenzo's voice weaves magic into the tapestries. I'm not alone in this dance; every outcast, every misfit, every dreamer steps alongside me, our shadows intertwined like a sewing machine's stitches.