[littl3chocobo]

after a few moments longer went around and he crawled into bed from the other side. he pulled the other into his arms snugly. he would be prepared tonight.


he fell into a hall of mirrors though nothing reflected in them but darkness. he dared not touch such things for he knew they would eat him. he wandered for a moment until he heard voices. he picked up the pace. at the center of chaos would be the other he knew. unlike the other dream however he did not go straight, he dove and weaved and slunk in a meandering path sometimes going forward and sometimes going sideways but never going back. he could hear the voices growing louder, he could almost make out the words