"Morpheus was known as the god of dreams. He shaped and formed the dreams, through which he could appear to mortals in any form. This talent made Morpheus a messenger of the gods, able to communicate divine messages to sleeping mortals."
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ҒΩURTH: (kռօաʟɛɖɢɛ)
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"What?"
"Just kidding. Do whatever you want." He showed her his cute smile and Ara somehow felt relieved in an instant.
"I don't think I should. I shouldn't touch things. I'm too clumsy." She said as she looks at what seems like a guitar, a pretty one.
"You are." He then poked Ara's fluffy cheeks and smiled endearingly. Ara can't help but blush at his actions.
She doesn't even know what's happening half the time. Then, she noticed how the surroundings were a bit blurry. She tried blinking for a few times, hoping that it won't be that blurry but it didn't change.
"I brought you here because again... It's your birthday but then you're not celebrating? Why not?" He said as he feels utterly concerned for her.
"I just don't. I think it's a waste of money. I rather celebrate it with my siblings when it's their birthday." She explained to her self-proclaimed friend.
"When did you start not celebrating your birthday?"
"When my twin sisters were born." Right now, she was testing his knowledge about her. What if he really knew who she was?
"So... When you were 14? You're teo years younger than me so right now you're 18. They're only 4 years old."
Suddenly, Ara stopped walking and he noticed it, stopping as well.
"How did you know all of that?" She asked, really confused. She doesn't remember telling him all of that.
"What is this place again?" She asked the good looking guy walking beside her.
"This is &@P =/+•d+*#."
"What?"
She's controlling it.
"What?" He repeated back.
Wait. This never happened before. He answered back but now he seems quite confused on what he's doing. The same goes for Ara.
Is it possible for two people to dream at the same time and at the same event?
"You asked something, right?" He asked. Both of them are obviously confused.
"Yeah, I did."
He took a deep breath to relax himself because they are currently both panicking.
He went closer to Ara and whispered something with his deep-tone voice.
"Somebody's watching us." He whispered, sending shivers down Ara's spine. She wasn't expecting that and yet she blushed so hard.
Focus on the crisis here!
"What should we do?" She whispered back cautiously.
"I don't know but I noticed something too."
"What is it?" She asked shyly due to closeness the are having right now.
"Whenever we're close to each other, were blurry."
"What?" She gulped. She didn't know what to do to at this point. She somehow wants to end the dream but she want to stay so bad it hurts her head.
"We're being watched. Imagine we're far from each other, we can see each other clearly but when we're near each other, it's the opposite." This is eye-opening. It means somebody is controlling their dreams. It means somebody can stop this nonsense.
But is this really nonsense?
"We need to find more ways to end the dream. He or she knows what we're up to now." They were actually planning to cut the dream short by asking him again where they were but it didn't work because Ara couldn't understand it and he didn't know why he spoke that way.
"What should we do?" Ara asked the older guy.
Suddenly, he stood upright and walked towards Ara as she was looking at some artwork strewn about the place. He hugged her by the back, making Ara gulp in nervousness.
"W-W-What are you...?" She stuttered and can't even finish her question because of her blushing so hard.
"I'm at &@P =/+•d+*#. Meet me there."
He whispered back into her ear, again sending shivers down her spine.
"Where?" She still didn't understand. For her, he was still talking gibberish. He sighed and let go of Ara, making her look at him.
"You already saw this place and I know it." He smiled sweetly at her and she smiled back, before he started walking away.
