Blurred Vision || Blindinnit/Avianinnit AU

Chapter 1

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Just because he hid some stuff from Dream, under the logstedshire where a room with a chest filled with items Tommy gathered for days, all because of that.

He didn't understand—Dream didn't understand. Why did Tommy hide them from him, was he going to escape? does he not trust Dream? Is he planning to kill him? Dream pondered those in his thoughts while he slowly built up anger at what Tommy did.

"Dream, what—what are you doing..?" Tommy started panicking "thi-this isn't what you're thinking, Drea—" An explosion occurred cutting his last sentence. Dusts emerged thickly from the crater as the scent of TNT was the only thing they could breathe "Tommy, I trusted you." Dream's voice was stern and cold, the sound of Tommy's name coming out from his voice gave chills down to Tom's spine. "I trusted you that you wouldn't do this Tommy, then I see this—this!" Dream pointed at the exploded room using his sword as the items fractured on the ground, the sword glowed from enchantment and gave him a more menacing aura.

"You know what Tommy." Dream redrawed his sword and replaced it with flint. The blonde boy scared at what's going to happen to him, closed his eyes from terror. "Don't close your eyes now Tommy, I want you to see the sight on what's going to happen if you don't follow the rules" Dream chuckled and was followed with a grin, he then grabbed the boy's hair and dragged him outside the wooden camp, throwing him harshly towards the dirt ground. Flint in his hand, TNT on the other, Tommy's pride flashed before his eyes from the second the camp exploded to bits, and ashes forming from the burning wood. Logstedshire is now no more than a ruin.

Tommy couldn't utter a single word, his pupils deflated from shock, whilst his body was shaking from what had happened. Dream didn't careless, he couldn't care on what Tommy felt, he doesn't even give a fuck on what he'll report to the 'Mr. President' which he only gave a grin at the situation.

"Logstedshire...wha—what have you done." He muttered under his exhausted breath, everything was swallowed by flames, some trees were even caught on fire. It was like a burning pile of bodies and that crimson blood only fueled the fire immensely "How could you do this Dream, I built this with Ghostbur" his voice sounded like broken glass, but the man he mentioned did not reply.

He looks so sickly, his clothes had holes, and dirt was on his golden hair, his beautiful angelic wings that was meant to sore to the endless sky were bruised and bloody caused by that paranoid green man with his axe, and his eyes...his precious baby blue pupils that once shined mischief and joy...was gone.

Heartache, it hurts so much. Tears flowed like it was unending, sobbing infront of the flaming logs that warmed his fragile body, it was the first and only thing that gave him warmth other than the freezing red sheets that felt like heavy snow in the middle of the night and the comfort the spirit of his dead brother that wandered like his pet sheep, it was the first thing that gave him warmth.

His cries are loudly heard amongst the burning wood, amongst the loud thunderous grey clouds that signaled heavy rain will pour. But amongst all those, his cries were loudly heard from the broken trusts, the pain, and all those memories that were ruined by the man standing next to him, he was heard.