A/N - I'm literally dying from the weight of homework wtffff. -_- I'm testing out different words here, don't mind me~
"Where are you guys going?"
Dream crossed his arms, watching George and Sapnap eagerly pack bags with socks, food, and. . . fish hooks?
"Fishing. You wanna come?" Sapnap answered without looking up.
"Fishing? No, thank you. It's too. . . still. I need movement." Dream shrugged. "I'll just go to the forest for a walk. Enjoy fishing."
Dream gave his friends and small wave and made his way to the forest to the right of the castle. The wind breezed past his ear, caressing it with its soft touch. Dream breathed in the cool air, letting it purify his body. He sighed, and started walking again, making sure his feet actually touched the ground rather than float over it. He let the soft sound of the dirt crushing beneath his feet ripple through his legs.
Dream looked around himself, at the majestic trees, at the soothing light, at the breathtaking life. The world wasn't so bad after all. Too bad he wouldn't be around much longer. He knew that once his friends found out, they would freak out and try to find a cure, but he also knew that there was nothing.
Yet there was still so much he wished to do. So many memories to remember and create. So many friendships to mend. And one lover he didn't want to have to hurt.
"What are I going to do. . ." Dream muttered to himself.
He was at a loss. He didn't know what to do. His brain wrecked itself, tossing his thoughts around like a dice.
Dream closed his eyes, trying to steady his heartbeat. Opening his eyes, he continued through the woods.
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The Two Week Deadline - Dreamwastaken
FanfictionBook Two of 'Days, Weeks, Months'! Dream is back from the dead, and he's finally made peace with his friends. But now his soul is finally settled, so he's. . . fading. *Cover by kiolite_ on Instagram!*