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To Raiden Lawson, Carla Hoffman was a cunning and devious woman. She could betray everyone and everything for the sake of money. To Carla Hoffman, Raiden Lawson was a pig-headed person, and his heart was practically made of ice. He was the epitome of someone whose soul was pure evil. Their marriage caused Carla Hoffman to become Mrs Hoffman, the subject of envy for all in Grasing. But for some reason, after their marriage, a certain someone began doting on her to high heavens and tried his best to fulfill all her wishes. Then, one day, a miniature version of himself appeared behind her. Agitated, that certain someone said, “Mrs Lawson, when did you sneak off to give birth to my child?!”

To Raiden Lawson, Carla Hoffman was a cunning and devious woman. She could betray everyone and everything for the sake of money. To Carla Hoffman, Raiden Lawson was a pig-headed person, and his heart was practically made of ice. He was the epitome of someone whose soul was pure evil. Their marriage caused Carla Hoffman to become Mrs Hoffman, the subject of envy for all in Grasing. But for some reason, after their marriage, a certain someone began doting on her to high heavens and tried his best to fulfill all her wishes. Then, one day, a miniature version of himself appeared behind her. Agitated, that certain someone said, “Mrs Lawson, when did you sneak off to give birth to my child?!”

Et si les rêves étaient en fait des myriades de dimensions parallèles ? Chaque fois que l’on s’endort, notre esprit crée un monde éphémère qui se désagrège à notre réveil. Mais Isobel possède un don particulier : celui de se projeter dans ces dimensions fragiles, de les altérer, voire même d’en restituer les images dans le monde de « l’éveil ». À 20 ans, elle cultive un quotidien simple et solitaire dans un petit village des Highlands. Jamais elle n’aurait pu prédire que cette femme, aperçue fugacement sur les rives de son loch local, fasse à ce point basculer sa vie. Pourtant, celle-ci s’invite dans ses songes et l’obsède. Pour lever le voile sur ce phénomène inédit, Isobel devra suivre un fil d’ariane entre rêves, veille et cauchemars.