VOLUME 2 OF 🩶BLOW🩷MY💚BRAINS🖤OUT🤍‼️
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In the realm of daydreaming, the mind can construct elaborate, personalized paradises. These internal landscapes may be rich with fantastical elements-a world where one is a hero, a visionary...
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Two days later.
Y/n laid on the grass, enveloped in a tranquil solitude, her gaze fixed on the expanse of the clear blue sky above. Her hands rested gently on her chest, their stillness a quiet reflection of her inner peace. The weather was perfect: neither too warm nor too cool, but just right. A gentle breeze occasionally rustled the blades of grass around her, adding a subtle, soothing movement to the serene.
It's been two days since she last saw Randal, and the absence of his presence has left a palpable void in her world. The once vibrant dreamscape, meticulously crafted by Randal, now feels stagnant and desolate. The days seem to drag on interminably, with the sky taking on a grayish, muted hue that contrasts sharply with the vivid colors she once enjoyed. The dream space, which was once a realm of boundless imagination and warmth, now feels cold and uninviting.
Every corner of this once lively world now seems heavy with a silence that presses down on her. The conversations that once flowed effortlessly with Randal are now replaced by an oppressive quietness. The thought of speaking to anyone else feels alien and undesirable; none of them could fill the gap left by Randal's departure.
Initially, the idea of having other inhabitants in this dream world seemed appealing. She imagined the possibility of sharing her experiences and exploring new facets of the dream space with them. However, Randal had other plans. He was adamant that she should not become too comfortable with these fabricated characters. He feared that if she grew too attached to the other creations of the dream realm, she might eventually drift away from him. After all, Randal valued her companionship above all else and was determined to keep her close, keeping their unique bond from any "threats" as Randal would put it.
Y/n experienced a sudden and profound shift in her world, as though an unseen presence had subtly reoriented her reality. Her heart, once heavy, now radiated a comforting warmth, and she felt an unexpected lightness in her being. The world around her seemed transformed, appearing more serene and inviting than she had ever anticipated. Her eyes fluttered, adjusting to this newfound sensation and the altered perspective it brought.
As she absorbed this change, she noticed a gentle shade falling over her, blocking the harsh sunlight from her face. She glanced upward and saw Randal standing above her, his expression softened by a goofy, endearing smile. He remained silent, as did she. For a few moments, they simply locked eyes, sharing an unspoken connection as they stood in quiet, mutual understanding.
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"You look pretty." Randal spoke in a flattering tone.
"You look pretty too," Y/n said back. Her brows furrowed with slight realization at what she said just now. "...Can I say that?"
"I don't have a clue. But I accept it." Randal hummed before walking around her form, plopping down right beside her. There was no sliver of space between the two of them as they were both touching so close to each other. "Did you miss me~?"
"A lot." Y/n replied with a soft smile. "Did you miss me?"
"Duh! Who would I be if I didn't?" Randal poked her arm playfully before pushing against her as if to get as close as he possibly can. "I went to sleep at a decent hour so we can play for awhile."
A radiant joy blossomed across Y/n's face, her features lighting up with an exuberance she hadn't felt in days. The isolation she had endured over the past two days had cast a shadow over her spirit, leaving her yearning for connection and warmth. Now, that longing was being fulfilled in a way that felt almost surreal. The elation she experienced was like a burst of sunshine piercing through the gloom of a stormy sky. Every sensation seemed heightened, each moment more vivid and exhilarating. It was as if the universe had conspired to lift her from her solitude and deliver a moment of pure, unadulterated happiness. The contrast between her recent loneliness and the sudden rush of joy made this moment feel like a dream brought to life, each heartbeat echoing the thrill of this unexpected and delightful turn of fate.
