130. [Broadcast Dream]
There's a mountain across the river, surrounded by the green, green trees and the golden sun, and the oh-so-fluffy clouds. And here you are, sitting on the other side, watching it. Watching.
It's noon.
...you were there, once, you think. It was the breaking of dawn, and there was light everywhere - around you, and through you. Inside you. ( Read more... )
It's noon.
...you were there, once, you think. It was the breaking of dawn, and there was light everywhere - around you, and through you. Inside you. ( Read more... )
...It's not fair, is it?
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[the sound of fumbly forgeing.]
...Bran?
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Um! I only meant-- that is, I saw your dream, and I know I wasn't supposed to! But it showed it to me, and I...
I'm sorry...
[please don't shove him out of a window]
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You didn't do anything wrong.
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Even so. There are dreams I wouldn't want to share either.
But sometimes they're like yours. In my dreams I can do things that I can't do while I'm awake. [--anymore.]
and then you wake up, and you lose your wings. It just doesn't seem fair.
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I always wish I could go back. Or... forget. Either way, really.
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