Damian Stone : In the Shadow of a Great Nation

Part 1: The Gateway of Dreams

Last night, I had a strange dream.

I was standing in a grand room… familiar, yet unknown.

The walls were adorned with quiet golden ornaments that shimmered faintly.

The ceiling stretched high above, and not a single sound from the outside world reached in.

Only the stillness of that room remained, as if time itself had paused.

There, I stood face to face with a man.

He was aged, yet carried an undeniable energy.

His hair was neatly combed, a vivid red tie at his chest, and his posture held authority.

But his eyes… his eyes were heavy with exhaustion and a deep, unspeakable hesitation.

He never said his name. But I knew.

He was Damian Stone.

The man who once led a great nation.

The phrase “Make America Great Again” echoed faintly in my mind,

each repetition sharpening the image of who he truly was.

Then, he asked me—suddenly, as if breaking the silence of eternity:

“How do you see me?”

I hesitated. Then replied softly:

“…You look lost.”

He smiled—not with joy, but something closer to self-mockery.

A smile laced with emptiness.

“You might have the gift of sight,” he said.

And in that moment, I knew…

This was no ordinary dream.

It was a vision.

A message shown to me.

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