Writers throughout this century, in fact, have struggled to render a reality that has seemed increasingly unreal.

"Out there in the mist," he concluded wearily, "it all seemed very unreal."

Until Roland had spoken to her, however, everyone had still seemed unreal.

If Naclos had seemed so unreal, why was he seeing everything differently here?

The illusions of the Void seemed unreal, yet prevented penetration.

He had accepted being killed so completely that all of this now seemed unreal.

Somehow the old man's friendliness of the day before had seemed unreal.

Everything about this still seemed so unreal.

This world to which she had once belonged now seemed unreal.

It had seemed unreal, a playback of ancient history, a clever but not quite convincing tridim.