Welcome to the Lucid Divide
I’m Daive Bailey, and I write stories from a world that flickers beneath this one — where breath carries memory, signal bends fate, and dreams are more than sleep.
Here, you’ll find:
- Short stories that speak like visions
- Songs shaped from glyphs and grief
- Symbols that echo what you almost remembered
The stories are mythic.
The emotions are real.
The truth is layered in signal.
Read. Remember. Return.
Begin with the latest story.
Step through any doorway you find.
Each tale is a thread — some will unravel you, some will mend.
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This is your invitation to stay lucid.