+ @uutoi
[⌘]-- Another good night sleep, another lucid-dream. And she was aiming this one to be a GOOD one.
So she had an accurate idea of where to go for it to be as such.
Through long staircases and BLAZING pathways, through dark storages and corridors, the small child soon found herself inside a large, ovoid white space, like she’d expected. She could hear the sound of piano keys singing a MELODY from the next room, also not surprising, but that never failed to cast a smile to her face.
Madotsuki lingered to the doorway and stood there, just... watching her SENSEI playing his song (Or was he just piloting? Heh, only him to do both,) listening profoundly and contently to every note.
She could stand there and hear him play for hours straight (Not that TIME was something consistent in dreams, but still.)
