Alfred's Daydream Journal

This is crack fiction based on sparble's Desolation. I just really feel that I can relate to Alfred from the story, like we're the same person. It crazy.

Alfred has dreams. Dreams for gambling, dreams for predicting, dreams for spying on his friends. Sometimes he has nightmares about his friends, things he keeps to himself just to make sure no one else has to fear like he does; nightmares kept because if he shares them they might turn from him because they won't believe. Sometimes even he doesn't believe. He's like That's So Raven, but who cares about that. I don't. I could but I won't.

This is about his daydreams. With one eye he can see what isn't there, mostly because one eye is not good for eyesight. So come reader and let us put one hand over our eye to see like Alfred does, the things that aren't there.

A.N. All right to sparble I own nothing except my good eyesight which she cannot take away.