Kirika resisted the need to bury her hands in her face as the landscape transformed. Hard, tamped-down earth transformed into rough concrete beneath her feet. A carnival sprouted in front of them like a bunch of weird, stout plants. And the ocean was back. They were suddenly at the pier.
Why didn’t dreams ever make <i>sense?</i> And what was that bullshit about the End of the World, anyway?
“Please stop talking to me about dreams—“ she groaned, turning around to face Adelene. The sudden maturity in her voice surprised her while she still was looking away, but her true fears were confirmed when she managed to get a look at her. Adelene looked to be about her age, if not older. They were probably even in the same year level. “God dammit. <i>No</i>, we have never met.â€
Why didn’t dreams ever make <i>sense?</i> And what was that bullshit about the End of the World, anyway?
“Please stop talking to me about dreams—“ she groaned, turning around to face Adelene. The sudden maturity in her voice surprised her while she still was looking away, but her true fears were confirmed when she managed to get a look at her. Adelene looked to be about her age, if not older. They were probably even in the same year level. “God dammit. <i>No</i>, we have never met.â€