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onepassingnight2012-02-24 01:36 pm
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001st Secret ☽ Born to be free
[The road is wide and long, losing itself in the horizon where land merges with the sky. The landscape keeps changing at a sickening speed, while the motor roars like a hungry lion. With the empty road ahead and behind, the car trunk filled with suitcases, a flaring sun above and the wind blowing strongly as the speed increases. It's a road trip, there's no doubt of it, though the goal of the trip may be something foggy in the mind, probably as that doesn't matter, the fun here is the trip itself after all.
Tsukuyomi smiles widely as he sits in the driver's seat. It's a dream, he knows it, only in a dream he would be able to drive and feel so well with himself, but he doesn't care. For once it's a dream where there's not even one trace of those nightmares he usually has, so he welcomes it happily. The car is a white colored two seats, enough space for just him and a companion, with the roof open to allow the wind and the sun to hit them directly, speeding through the road at a bit more than 120mph.
It's a cry for freedom. One of those moments of "feeling alive" for him. If only dreams could be real.]
Tsukuyomi smiles widely as he sits in the driver's seat. It's a dream, he knows it, only in a dream he would be able to drive and feel so well with himself, but he doesn't care. For once it's a dream where there's not even one trace of those nightmares he usually has, so he welcomes it happily. The car is a white colored two seats, enough space for just him and a companion, with the roof open to allow the wind and the sun to hit them directly, speeding through the road at a bit more than 120mph.
It's a cry for freedom. One of those moments of "feeling alive" for him. If only dreams could be real.]
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Two of the people in my world that died are here. In the dreams. Aerith and Zack. It's not my memories bringing them up. Other people here, who didn't know them in my world, have met and talked to them as well. When I'm not around. Some of them knew them even before I started sharing dreams. At first my friends were from times before their deaths but now - they're both after. And they're still here. Still - living. In the shared dreams. Whether I'm here or not - they are.