The ashes of my dreams

2:30 a.m. There is an ugly city around me with no way out. All buildings and streets are terrible. I am searching for someone who can fix everything. There are many hints on the walls and columns. But when I try to read them, they turn on fire. There are lots of people. We look at each other, look through the windows. We try to open doors, but they are closed. Some of us are young, some of us are old. We are tired of screaming. Silence. Everyone is waiting for help, we trust only Him. He will come back and make everyone happy. 2:45 a.m. I open my eyes. Quiet, dark, deep breath, my heart beats very hard. This story started a few years ago when I met a wizard, who asked me: -Do you want me to make one of your wishes come true? It will come true every night, but it must be sincere, otherwise… I interrupted him: -Yes, of course! I want to live in the city of my dreams Since then, every dream has turned into a nightmare. Every night, again and again. Slowly, I am getting used to this ugly city. It doesn’t seem that bad, as it was a year ago. I truly believe that my wish will come true! It’s great that I met a wizard!