[ he walks alongside her; the long meadow grasses swallow his legs nearly halfway up his calves. his smile is soft when she says that not everyone wants to become a god.
he draws in a deep breath when she asks how he's doing, holds it, and then exhales noisily through his nose. ]
I don't know. I've been trying not to think about it, if I'm honest.
[ he admits sheepishly. ]
... I feel like we probably had the same dream, but at the same time we didn't. Unless you also had blood that pooled all the way up to your ankles?
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he draws in a deep breath when she asks how he's doing, holds it, and then exhales noisily through his nose. ]
I don't know. I've been trying not to think about it, if I'm honest.
[ he admits sheepishly. ]
... I feel like we probably had the same dream, but at the same time we didn't. Unless you also had blood that pooled all the way up to your ankles?