close your eyes
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(open your mind, and see--)

They say dreams are a world.
This isn't right. This isn't wrong.
Dreams are a state. Dreams are a sharing. Dreams poke holes in reality, linking strangers and friends in ways that may be forgotten, come morning.
So does it matter?
Get some rest.

They say dreams are a world.
This isn't right. This isn't wrong.
Dreams are a state. Dreams are a sharing. Dreams poke holes in reality, linking strangers and friends in ways that may be forgotten, come morning.
So does it matter?
Get some rest.
nightmare
Date: 2017-06-09 10:59 am (UTC)The Book Men pause, just for a moment. What is that, what does Drosselmeyer have now?
He has nothing. Yveltal has itself.
There is something important in here, it seems, but it doesn't care. It just wants to enjoy the feeling of the building falling beneath its talons and wings and tail. And there are humans, it can feel them somewhere down there, just like the ones that are keeping it trapped in its cocoon. They will be fun to tear apart.