one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
May 4th, 2011 
[This time, Sora's dream takes place in a small village. He's looking more innocent than last time, crouching down and running hands through the snow. It's so strange, and he hadn't had time to experience it in his brief run-through here a long time ago. He'd had similar experiences with most worlds. But this? This means he has a new experience. He'd read about snow, and it's just as soft and cold as he'd imagined. But... He likes it. And he's absolutely fascinated by it, ignoring the presence of the people hustling and bustling about.]
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