[These dreams tend to skew into nightmare territory for her and they come with such frequency that she's used to the random worlds she's brought to. She's used to feeling terror at the imaginary creatures she knows will vanish once her eyes open-if they do-even if does little to comfort her in the moment.
The ice is horrible, she hates it. The random splits she sees out of the corner of her eye, she hates that too. In fact, all of this is horrible. She hates every second of it and her slow steps on the ice only exacerbate her feelings on the matter. Her Big Plan is to inch along, avoiding whatever creature is lurking under the ice as best she can and try to be brave. If only because she can't stay here-she needs to get away.
That's the plan.
That's the plan until she hears a voice that shatters the tentative grasp she has on the whole situation and her head whips around to find the source and-
Happiness courses through her entire body. She knew it. She knew he was here. She knew he was on another island, protected by another god, having dreams of his own of places that he couldn't even imagine. There was never a doubt in her mind their paths would cross, whether it would be in a dream or reality. Because he was here. He was always here.]
Seto!
[She manages to choke out through the lump forming in her throat. She can't cry. This isn't the time. She has to push it all back down and get him out of here. She has to wake up-wake up and find him. There's so much she wants to say and do, but-]
You can't run on this stuff. You have to-you have to be careful.
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The ice is horrible, she hates it. The random splits she sees out of the corner of her eye, she hates that too. In fact, all of this is horrible. She hates every second of it and her slow steps on the ice only exacerbate her feelings on the matter. Her Big Plan is to inch along, avoiding whatever creature is lurking under the ice as best she can and try to be brave. If only because she can't stay here-she needs to get away.
That's the plan.
That's the plan until she hears a voice that shatters the tentative grasp she has on the whole situation and her head whips around to find the source and-
Happiness courses through her entire body. She knew it. She knew he was here. She knew he was on another island, protected by another god, having dreams of his own of places that he couldn't even imagine. There was never a doubt in her mind their paths would cross, whether it would be in a dream or reality. Because he was here. He was always here.]
Seto!
[She manages to choke out through the lump forming in her throat. She can't cry. This isn't the time. She has to push it all back down and get him out of here. She has to wake up-wake up and find him. There's so much she wants to say and do, but-]
You can't run on this stuff. You have to-you have to be careful.