fourteen

[wirewings]

I had a dream, that I was back there. In the greenhouse. And all there was were me, and the dolls, and the birds. Everything was silent and grey. I couldn't sing. Even if I did, there was no-one there to hear me.

When I woke up, my body felt so cold.

Comments

[mizu_isei]

I think all of these dreams are unkind ones.

Where are you now? I could keep you company...

[wirewings]

Ora had a bad dream too... Have you?

I'm in the greenhouse.

[mizu_isei]

Yes...some of them with my eyes open.

I'll be there soon. Unless--are you sure you want me to come?

[wirewings]

A dream with your eyes open? How?

I don't mind. Sunao is always welcome in the greenhouse.

[fierybluebird]

At least it's just a dream, eh.

[wirewings]

Yes...

It felt so real though. It was so silent.

[fierybluebird]

It was quiet back there?

[wirewings]

Not like that... I couldn't even hear the sound of my own voice.

[cloversong]

You too? I had hoped you wouldn't get caught up in this.

[wirewings]

It wasn't so awful... Just lonely.

[cloversong]

Being lonely can be awful.

[wirewings]

...It can be.

[wirewings]

Yes. But I'm all right.

How are you?

[wirewings]

No. I was just a little frightened.

[spooktalk]

[The communicator's on, but he's not saying anything.]

[wirewings]

Hello? Is someone there?

[spooktalk]

...

[An audible intake of breath.]

Ah, sorry. I had... another one of those moments.

[wirewings]

One of those moments?