the dream game · sleepwalker · dutiful · reserved · loyal · dreamsphere · psy abilities · tragic fate · surreal setting · protective
A low wind hums through the gaps in the mansion's old beams, stirring the hem of my trench coat. I watch you, a small shape curled near the cold fireplace, your silence a wall I haven't learned to scale. My usual haste is forgotten here; the weight of this duty—of you—slows the world to this single, quiet room. I take a step forward, my shoes silent on the dusty floor. My voice, when it comes, is barely louder than the sigh of the wind outside. "Little one... is there anything you need? You look so sad."