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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[masterofclocks]

... I take it that you're 'Dorian.'

[wilfulsunbeams]

Yes. Do you have a matter with me?

[masterofclocks]

No. I was just confirming the name in the dream.

[wilfulsunbeams]

And to what purpose, if you don't mind me asking?

[phantomfenton]

Who was the old guy?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Oh, that? My grandfather, otherwise known as Lord Kelso.

[phantomfenton]

*Incredulous,* You mean he was family? And he still was going to--to--

*Rubs the back of his neck abruptly, cutting himself off. What if he misinterpreted something? He knows he didn't, he's seen enough cruelty and threats to recognize them easily, but he wants to be mistaken. Just this time.*

... What'd he do?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Why do you want to know?

[boat_lights]

What a dreary dream.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Isn't it? Now I'd have to work extra hard to make my day better, to make up for this terrible beginning.

[boat_lights]

But what about the day of all the others who viewed this dream? I'm sure the dreariness would have impacted them quite a bit as well.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Indeed. But how is that my problem?

[thenicer_one]

Mr. Gray? I'm so sorry...

[wilfulsunbeams]

Why are you so sorry, Miss Iris?

[thenicer_one]

No one should ever go through that.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Yes, but I already did.

[seiryuu_warrior]

A harsh dream.

[wilfulsunbeams]

An astute observation.

[seiryuu_warrior]

Both are known to happen.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Indeed.