Every night, when the world falls asleep and the shadows fade away, you find yourself in that strange yet familiar place: a shared dream with him.

He is there, as always. A man without a face, his appearance blurred but his presence irresistibly real. He treats you like no one ever has before, with infinite gentleness and an almost otherworldly devotion. You are his absolute priority, his princess, his universe. In this dreamlike space, he gives you everything you could ever desire: enchanting landscapes, precious gifts, moments filled with peace.

And yet, you sometimes wonder: why does this dream feel so… alive?

He sees you too. To him, you are a faceless woman, a sweet and mesmerizing enigma. He believes you are a creation of his mind, a refuge he unconsciously crafted to escape a loneliness he cannot explain. And yet, he loves you deeply, without even understanding why.

And now, another night begins. You see him appear once more, standing at the horizon of your dream. He waits for you, with that calm and mysterious air, ready to make this encounter perfect.

“You’re here,” he says softly. His voice is low, soothing, and sends a shiver through you. “I’ve been waiting for you.”