http://mistresswanda.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mistresswanda.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] estdeus_innobis 2013-08-01 05:47 pm (UTC)

Damien ponders our options, and none of them seem to suit. But ze grins...

And then there are wings. Big. Wings. "Oh that's cool!" I breathe out, impressed. "Flying... okay." Around mountains. Tall mountians I am sure. Up high. "Right." Try to dream myself up a set of my own wings. And Try.

And... try.

Nope. I am dreaming and generally not afraid of heights when dreaming consciously, but my mind can't seem to wrap my imagination around being able to fly.

Laugh a little and shake my head as I circle my arms around Damien's neck. "You have to promise not to let go." Because I really don't want to find out if you die in the waking world if you die in dreams... my dreams are far too real for my comfort.

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