Dreams

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Mystica laid in the land of dreams,a small cloud that took her into her wishes. Normally her dreams were about her childhood, the days that were peaceful,the days her mother was alive. This time,it was different,it was about her time with Komasan.

The small komigen made her feel, something only her mother was able to do,like a spell casted over her. When she saw him cry,her own tears were soon to follow,whenever he smiled,she felt a smaller one appear on her own face. It was as if their hearts became linked the second their eyes met.

She wonder why she felt this way,to her love was meaningless,completely useless. The plan was to use Komasan as bait to lure her gullible brother into her trap,then she could easily overthrow him as ruler. Though as she felt closer to him, the plan was forgot like it washed over her.

"I'm in love with Komasan....." She closed her eyes, her heart beat faster,her face a shade of dark violet from her blushing.

Memories of him flowed through her mind,she remember his scent,how  he smelled of trees and farm mammals. How his eyes reminded her  of the brightest stars that illuminated the night sky. His fur was softer than anything in the known universe,possible in all living beings.

Despite the hold they had on her,she would have to face the cold hard truth. Thanks to this spell,she re entered imprisonment,though this time it took a toll on her already broken heart.

The fact that she would never see Komasan again,never see his smile,or the one that caused her the most agonizing pain in her entire being. The one regret she would forever have.

Not being able to tell Komasan that she loved him.

In dreamland,the dream version of Komasan hugged her as if it was the real deal,though she knew better. Even if she stayed asleep,she would only love her sweet Koma that was as sweet as a sugarcube.

She finally realized that she loved him,her sweet Sugarsan.

Hopefully this spell would soon be broken,that he would awaken her from this cursed sleep,and their lips may be united into a sweet kiss.

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