#streams weave between walkways and stones randomly but also with purpose
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Marluxia dream
#nothing weird#actually pretty neat for me personally#ok reader picture this with me#you are in a graveyard that is fairly old and each headstone is a bit weathered#they are all made of the same type of stone and color ranges from light cream to pure white#the walls off in the distance are just trees taller than any you have ever seen#there are flowers everywhere; every stone and in the grass in general#the trees inside the wall are a lot shorter and their roots are a gnarled mess#streams weave between walkways and stones randomly but also with purpose#and finally in the middle of everything#is a large very very large building worn down and dotted with moss#it almost looks like the ruins of the acropolis#when you walk in your heart tells you that this was once a piece of castle oblivion#suddenly the pure white stones around you make sense#and you can see remnants of something left of those castle halls#under the shade of a tree in the distance you see him now#but the moment is fleeting#and just as an assassin would#he disappears before your eyes can make him out completely#you turn to walk out of the ruins to confront him but something is different#with every step the castle seems to be getting bigger#almost rebuilding itself again to trap you inside#you turn back as the walls surround you#he is back but now he is closer to you within the same walls that seek to entrap you#he smiles so so softly and holds his arms out to you#and then it all ends and the dream sends you somewhere else completely
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