dream † 001

[wilfulsunbeams]

It was a dusty school room in the attic, the sort that might have been ideal for the lessons of a boy who was home schooled. If not for the fact that it was a rather depressing place. It was small, grimy, and the only source of light was from the tiny window at the side, barely illuminating most of the room

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[lookatmybadge]

... Was that you?

[wilfulsunbeams]

...Well, yes. I don't usually dream of strange little boys who share my name.

[lookatmybadge]

I-I didn't know your name was Dorian.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Is that a problem?

[kyudousha]

[Aaaaa darkness. It's... a little nostalgic.

She knows how lonely the darkness can be. And how frightening. Maybe that's what prompts her dial on a whim.]

Did you go?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Go where?

[kyudousha]

The man with the cane. He told you to go over.

So, did you go?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Ah, that. Yes, yes I did.

[preces]

[A worried chirp. What's wrong, friend-Dorian? D:]

[wilfulsunbeams]

It's alright, Razette. It's all over now.

[preces]

[But it didn't seem very pleasant. D: She chirps a couple of times, before shaking her head.

Pointing to her mouth, she blinks at him quizzically. Does friend-Dorian want a song?]

[wilfulsunbeams]

[shakes his head]

It's fine. Thank you.

[showmeshinies]

[The dream strikes close to home for Jarlaxle.]

Was that you?

[wilfulsunbeams]

That seems to be the question of the day. Indeed, it was me.

[showmeshinies]

I see.

[Jarlaxle doesn't say anything more - indeed, he is trying to hide his own surprise at the similarities between them. There is a slight bit of sadness, not pity, in his eyes for Dorian that the other can clearly notice if he so chooses.]

[wilfulsunbeams]

Is there a problem?

[madcuriosity]

Mr. Gray? Are you alright?

[wilfulsunbeams]

I'm fine, Miss Alice. I apologize for worrying you.

[madcuriosity]

Are you sure Mr. Gray?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Yes. It was a long time ago.