Dressed like a daydream, intense, like a nightmare. Her presence leaves him trembling, but the fear is welcomed; a dark sorceress stops by for something sweet.
There is a rope that separates the imagination from reality.
That small blue rope holds everything together.
Its what keeps the two worlds from crossing. If it were to break many things would change. Imagination and Reality would be merged together to create one big illusion.
100 years ago the rope broke. For 6 days the world was in hell but on the 6th day reality and dreams were separated. Things returned back to normal and the two never clashed.
One family was given the duty of protecting that rope and they are called the Fosters.
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