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Dreams were weird, [Name] decided. She could hardly remember them once she woke up, unless it was really strange, but this one seemed to stick with her.
It was somewhere like a hedge maze. Very large, and it seemed to go on about forever. The trees were a strange shape, perhaps being cut to look like hearts, and on them were roses. Up ahead, she couldn't help but notice the roses were white instead of the perfect red she was used to. Although pretty, they didn't fit in at all.
She saw... cards up ahead rush ahead with buckets of read paint daring to overspill, and thick paint brushes. They hurriedly ran up to any white roses they saw.
"Hurry and paint the roses red!"
"Hurry before the flowers wither!"
"Hurry, hurry! We have to paint them all red!"
How bizarre... painting the roses red? Surely that would ruin the flower's delicate petals. From around the corner, a young girl sauntered in. She was blonde, having fair skin, blue eyes, and wearing a dress of blue and white.
"Why do you have to paint the roses red?"
The card soldiers looked at her surprised, either wondering why that girl was there or wondering if she actually didn't know. [Name] listened in as well; She wanted to know what was happening too. It seemed a little familiar to her... Was this Déjà vu?
"Huh?"
The card soldier looked down.
"Why you ask? The truth is we made a mistake and grew a white one. The queen loves red. If she sees white, she'll have our heads!"
