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【𝐒】𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

• 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 •
The Rebel of the Savannah
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There it was, and it happened again. It's been a while since you've been dreaming. The rippling, heavy drowsiness when something had lurched your defenseless, and sleeping consciousness into the glowing mirror in your bedroom. The reflective light bounded your eyes softly, finding yourself dreaming once again.

But instead of the pretty gardens of spilt red paint, you can feel something dancing along your cheekbones. Could it be the wind? You wondered where this dream could take you again, but perhaps it would be somewhere unexpected.

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Your eyes opened slowly when the wind caressed your face and a look of surprise contorted soon after when you found yourself in a large, beautiful oasis in a desert. You were standing on a large cliff, and lying below you were various animals alike that you would often see in the savannah.

They were looking on the cliff where you stood on, and waited while some were approaching in such a manner that you couldn't help but gape in awe.

"This is... the savannah...?" You muttered, more like a question.

That was when you felt another presence and you looked beside you where your eyes met a pair of doe and innocent eyes of a cute little cub being carried by a baboon. The said baboon presented the child to the audience of animals, the sun shone down brightly at a confused little one.

Then a lion right behind the baboon roared majestically and the animals below bowed at the gesture, welcoming the new tribe member.

You widen your eyes in anticipation at the majestic sight before you. Yet trailed to a blurry figure very far behind the lion that resembled the little cub. There, you saw, stood another lion with darker mane, watching them with a foul expression that almost made you raise a brow in question.

The upset lion was just there, glaring at what seemed to be a ceremony and to the lion upfront. Despite the hatred look it has, you took notice of those piercing and alluring green eyes.

"What an angry kitty..." You mumbled.

Then, you saw the lion's scar.

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Another dream that I can't seem to recall. Again.

There was a sigh, followed by a small thump when you closed the notebook you were holding while there's a pen on the other. It was still early in the morning, probably an hour before the cafeteria opened for breakfast.

However, you found yourself under the oak tree outside Ramshackle, eyes gazing above the soft blue sky of an early morning. The early morning breeze brushes your cheeks just fine.

You were still in deep thought ever since earlier, sighing again and scribbling something in the notebook with such slight frustration, shutting it after you were done. You let your head lean back into the tree that supported your weight easily and set your eyes to roam through the skies in peace.