Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ First Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[byakkoyagirl]

[Good evening Luceti. Are you all doing well? Lets hope you're getting some good rest and shut eye because it's usually a long day in the craziest village ever.

Tonight another New Feather will arrive. A rather late arrival, but she came to join all of you. Dropping from the sky at full speed and then disappearing in a flash. Give her a good welcome as she comes to visit you while you sleep. No, she's isn't the tooth fairy. Or the sandman. She's another thing entirely.

Enjoy having a special visitor in your dreams.]


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Comments

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

I'll try my best! Here goes, then!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She notes the changes, but doesn't say anything about it. Right now she's just hanging out on a piece of debris, eating some popcorn (yes that was always there) and watching Allen have his fun on the cloud. If the dream is changing like this then he must be happy.]

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Got the hang of it, I think!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Nice job. [...] What's your name. I think you were so excited you forgot to give it.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Ah, sorry! That doesn't happen usually. I'm—

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[!?...Well that's weird.]

I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Can you repeat it?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

——. . . —— Walker.



Sorry—I'm not sure what's going on.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[she sighs.]

That's okay. You can tell me another time. Maybe when I find my way out. For now I'll just call you Walker.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Not a bad idea.



You're taking all of this very well. . .

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Taking what well, exactly?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Ah, not being able to say my name, the ball that nearly rolled over you. . . It doesn't seem normal—does it?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

You're right. It isn't very normal. But that's why I like it.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

You look for this sort of thing, then?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

I don't look for it. It just happens to find me. I don't really mind it.

Or do you not like the circus?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

No, that's not it at all! I don't think there's anywhere else I'd rather be.



Something just. . . feels strange, is all. Maybe I'm imagining it.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Oh? What's so strange about it? The giant ball or the flying cloud?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. Never mind, it probably isn't anything.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She smiles a little. If he hasn't realized it then there isn't a reason to tell him. At least that's how she sees it.]

How long have you been with the circus?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

This one? Not very long. . . we're leaving again next month, I think. But it still leaves a lot of shows until then!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

That's great! I love the circus. I'll have to grab a seat, so do your best to impress me Walker.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

You won't be disappointed.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Alright Walker, I'm counting on you!

What kind of tricks can you do? Besides juggling that is.