[Dream - 01]
"Luke? Where are you?"
He could here the sound of his servant's voice, calling through the hallways as he searched for the young redhead. Luke grinned, and tucked his small frame further into one of the large cabinets found in the manor's storeroom. The door clicked shut and he waited, wondering if Guy would ever find him.
The darkness was cool and quiet, and he hugged his knees up to his chest in an attempt to make himself smaller than he actually was. Footsteps came into the storeroom and Guy's voice called again, "Luke?" The young boy stifled a giggle, waiting.
Unfortunately for him, the door to his hiding place opened not too long later, and the face of his best friend appeared through the crack. "Found you."
"Awww, I lost."
"Maybe because you always pick the same hiding spot." And at that, the 16 year old chuckled and reached in to take Luke's hand, "Come on out."
The smaller hand of a 12 year old reaches out before the world faded to white.
[Luke wakes up from the dream, smiling a little before he realizes that it was simply that, a dream. He reaches over and grabs the Dreamberry, scratching the back at his head. Well now he's embarrassed, because this shows he misses Guy.]
Kind of dumb thing to dream about...
He could here the sound of his servant's voice, calling through the hallways as he searched for the young redhead. Luke grinned, and tucked his small frame further into one of the large cabinets found in the manor's storeroom. The door clicked shut and he waited, wondering if Guy would ever find him.
The darkness was cool and quiet, and he hugged his knees up to his chest in an attempt to make himself smaller than he actually was. Footsteps came into the storeroom and Guy's voice called again, "Luke?" The young boy stifled a giggle, waiting.
Unfortunately for him, the door to his hiding place opened not too long later, and the face of his best friend appeared through the crack. "Found you."
"Awww, I lost."
"Maybe because you always pick the same hiding spot." And at that, the 16 year old chuckled and reached in to take Luke's hand, "Come on out."
The smaller hand of a 12 year old reaches out before the world faded to white.
[Luke wakes up from the dream, smiling a little before he realizes that it was simply that, a dream. He reaches over and grabs the Dreamberry, scratching the back at his head. Well now he's embarrassed, because this shows he misses Guy.]
Kind of dumb thing to dream about...