The dream begins in blackness. Slowly, little pin-pricks of light appear in the dark. Stars. Only a few at first but they soon begin to multiply until hundreds and hundreds populate the sky. Amy appears. Floating weightlessly in a white nightie and robe, staring out at the expanses of space around her.
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[he is curious, but as of now, doesn't know what to make of the dream]
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[It's very strange. To have some of your most precious memories shared with strangers.]
Did this happen to you?
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[he smiled politely all the same]
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Sorry, but who are you?
[Really, she doesn't mean to be rude. Well, not much.]
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[he smiled pleasantly and was obviously not insulted]
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Nice to meet you, Kurama. I'm Amy Pond, but I guess you know that already.
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