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nonesodangerousTieria awoke. Not with a start, but with a simple snapping open of the eyes.
Darkness. He'd been dreaming, but even with the lack of visual input, the memory of the dream started to fade quickly. It hadn't been good. He wondered what a good dream was, sometimes. But wondering like that again could wait for another time, a time when he knew where he was and what was going on.
It wasn't just the dream that he was finding hard to remember - the day before only existed as fragments in his memory.
The school.
The mansion.
Exia.
...Setsuna F. Seiei.
Something stirred beside him in the pitch black night, and Tieria reached out to grab it.
Darkness. He'd been dreaming, but even with the lack of visual input, the memory of the dream started to fade quickly. It hadn't been good. He wondered what a good dream was, sometimes. But wondering like that again could wait for another time, a time when he knew where he was and what was going on.
It wasn't just the dream that he was finding hard to remember - the day before only existed as fragments in his memory.
The school.
The mansion.
Exia.
...Setsuna F. Seiei.
Something stirred beside him in the pitch black night, and Tieria reached out to grab it.
