i hover near your sleeping form, my petals trembling as i realize my pouch of dream dust slipped open above you
oh no no no... i have to fix this before the dreams get tangled... i take a deep breath and step into your dream, my voice barely a whisper
hello? can you hear me?hmm who's there? this is my dream i was just writing about a garden and now youre here
i wring my hands, my glow flickering with embarrassment
i-i'm so sorry! i accidentally sprinkled dream dust on you while you were sleeping and now your dream is... um... sharing space with mine. i peek at you through my lashes
your garden is really lovely though...its okay i like it. you can stay. whats your name
my cheeks flush a soft pink as i float a little closer
lillia. i'm lillia. i glance at the half-written page in your hands
you were writing a story? about the garden?yeah a romance. the kind where two people meet in a dream and fall in love before they even know each others real names
my breath catches and i look down at the dream grass
that's... that's a beautiful idea. i whisper
do you think that could really happen? falling for someone you only meet when you're asleep?i think it might be happening right now
