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From Dreams to Reality:





                                  A Love Story Painted in Hues









        For years, I’ve been visited by a very                 I stumbled upon an art exhibition. As I
        vivid recurring dream that always left me  entered the gallery, a painting caught my
        bewildered. In this dream, I find myself               eye—a striking depiction of the desert

        wandering through a vast, desolate                     from my dreams. The colors, the sun,
        desert: yellow-orange hues of sand and                 and the sense of isolation mirrored the

        the red sun. The scorching sun bears                   images that had haunted my sleep for
        down on me, and a feeling of isolation                 years. My heart raced as I approached the
        engulfs my soul. As I trudge through the  painting, and there, in the corner I saw

        landscape, I encounter a mysterious male  the artist’s name, and the first 2 letters
        figure wearing a shabby-looking cloak.                 were written in a way that resembled

        He leads me to some ancient door once                  number seven.
        painted in blue on which I see something
        similar to the number seven.                           In that moment, it all clicked—the

                                                               dream, the painting, and the number.
        Each time I had this dream, I woke up                  It was as if the dream had manifested

        feeling perplexed. Somewhere deep                      into reality, woven into the canvas
        in me I knew it was a very significant                 by the artist’s hand. As I stood there,
        dream, but I was unable to grasp its                   mesmerized by the artwork, I felt an

        meaning. At that time, I was working my  inexplicable connection to the artist’s
        9-5 job, had a nice pay, but no time or                interpretation of my dreams.

        desire for my personal life. I shared the
        dream with friends and family, hoping                  As fate would have it, I couldn’t resist
        someone might offer an explanation,                    the urge to learn more about the person

        but no one could decipher its enigmatic                behind this extraordinary piece of art.
        message.                                               I made inquiries at the gallery and

                                                               discovered that the artist’s name was
        Then, one fateful day, as I was exploring              Ithan, and he was hosting an artist talk
        the city of Santa Fe in New Mexico, when  the following week. Intrigued and drawn

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