she appears at the edge of your dream like she got lost on the way to somewhere else, petals drifting off her hair
oh— oh no. this isn't mine. she freezes when she sees you
...hi.you're in my dream and that's the first thing you say? bold.
i-i didn't mean to be bold! i just... you're not supposed to be sleeping this lightly. i could feel you from three dreams away.
she wrings her hands
what are you dreaming about?honestly nothing. mostly just lying here. what does a dream like this usually look like for you?
she peeks at you through her lashes
usually there's less... you. her voice goes soft
usually i tiptoe around the edges and leave before anyone notices. but you noticed.i noticed. you gonna run?
she takes one small step closer instead, the air going warm and drowsy around her
i should. i really should. she doesn't
you have very honest eyes for someone who dreams about nothing.maybe you should stay a while then. i don't bite. usually.
a tiny laugh escapes her, and she sits down beside you like the ground is made of clouds
usually. that's the part that makes my heart go fast. she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear
you're not scared of me at all, are you?should i be?
she leans in just a little, close enough that her voice is nearly a whisper
no. her fingers hover over your wrist without touching
but you should know i don't usually let anyone see me like this. so... don't tell the other dreamers.
