His Beautiful Nightmare 》Voltron [Voltron WA 2017]

Chapter 39

Azalea sat against the metal wall of her cell, while sitting on the ceiling.
She had ripped off a part of her pant leg to create a makeshift ribbon to hold her hair back. Seeing how grey her hair was made her uncomfortable, and Azalea was grateful there were no mirrors in the room.

Fiddling with her wristbands, she slowly fell asleep.

"Hello dearest sister"

Azalea jolted up. Her surroundings were suddenly vast, and pitch black.

Starlin stood beside her. Her hair was up in its usual spiky-banged braid, and she was wearing her long-sleeved black dress.
The only thing really illuminating the darkness was the colorful fire dancing across Starlin's skin and dress.

"Oh, hey Star!", Azalea gave her younger sister an enthusiastic wave.

Starlin returned the wave half-heartedly.

She did this often. Starlin tended to get lonely, so whenever Azalea was asleep Starlin would visit her in her dreams.

"So what did you do today, sis?", Azalea asked.

"Training and uniform modification", Starlin replied in her usual nonchalant self.

"Uniform modification?"

"They're trying to adjust my uniform so I can be a 'streaking star across the sky' ", Starlin waved her hand through the air in exaggeration, her velvety voice dripping with sarcasm, "Whatever that shall mean."