Starry glass

Chapter Two Dwit

Dwit was conscious he was sure of it. Though his confidence of that was wayning. He had Dreams, dreams that felt too real to be just dreams and he knew that he would never have actually made these up in his head he wasn't sure of what to do. Dwit thought about his dreams until he fell asleep then he woke up in a new place.

Dwit opened his eyes, blurry shapes were moving around him. He tried to squint but that didn't do anything. The shapes were talking like they usually were.

"What do we do with him? we can't just keep hauling him around!" The smaller shape held a hostile posture.

"We can and we will! unless you want to leave, are you scared of being caught?" the bigger shape didn't move. "Stark?" The shape asked sharply then Dwit realized something. His name is Stark.... he felt a deep pleasure in figuring that out only after ten or so dreams. The big shape –Stark– shifted uncomfortably.

"You are as bad as Dwit usually is!" The other shape hissed "well you're as stubborn and self-confident as he is at least!" Stark lifted his head to look at Dwit.

"Well I guess I can play his part then..." Stark noted. "because he isn't doing it" The smaller shape reared back as if slapped.

"if you are implying...." she said dangerously "then no do NOT play his part!" Stark chuckled to himself.

"I did not mean that I would take up his duties to be your spouse" he said, amusement laid thickly in his voice. The other shape still held her hostile posture. Dwit felt a spark of amazement. I have a wife! he thought triumphantly.

His eyes darted to the blurry woman on his left. She appeared to have blue and blond hair that swept down to her shoulders. her eyes were a blur of colors that he couldn't make out. Stark was a huge burly man who wore durty loose clothing. He appeared to have a scar on his face around his nose. The colorful woman gasped when she turned to look at him.

"are you awake?" she asked, her voice tainted with amoshon. Dwit studied her face now that she was closer he could see her better. She had eyes that had so many colors that Dwit couldent even tell what color they where. her hair was a light blue and blond mixed together. "its me Story your wife..." she sighed and sat back. Dwit felt a deep feeling of satisfaction. now I know both of their names! Dwit looked around once more then he closed his eyes and dropped back into his world.

"So they are Story and Stark, Story is my wife apparently." Dwit kept muttering to himself about how absurd this all was. He sighed and walked down the stairs, his thoughts still racing. He thought about how he was still confused about how he was supposed to know who the people were and what they were doing. Dwit sighed looking at his house. It was a small place; it only had a bit of furniture that was made of cheap wood. His neighbors though, could be downright hostile. One of the nabors never even showed her face. Dwit was convinced that she didn't exist. Dwit sighed and sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. He thought about what he should be doing but he decided not to do them.

He stood up and started passing around the room. Dwit looked at his dark curtains then he made a decision. He got up and walked over to the Beautiful wood door with small carvings in it. Dwit opened the door and was almost blinded by the light of outside. Dwit blinked his eyes, adjusting quickly. Dwit looked over at the Green trees and he had the sense that they should be glass of all things. Dwit shook his head trying to shake the feeling away. He looked around feeling a bit lost. He decided to go over to the house where the woman that no one saw much of. Dwit hesitated his hand up and about to knock on the door. then he made his decision and he nocked on the door quietly raping his fist on the door. The door slammed open and Dwit leaped back. The woman in the doorway looked frantic.