[ a new dream takes shape, pulling him back into the lull, something that was only his. A party, one that he can’t quite remember the cause for, but…
And yet, in the real world, he’d collapsed long ago. The snow that had melted on his clothes had already refrozen, giving him a much colder.. stiffer look. Whatever warmth he is giving off is completely subsumed at this point. ]
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And yet, in the real world, he’d collapsed long ago. The snow that had melted on his clothes had already refrozen, giving him a much colder.. stiffer look. Whatever warmth he is giving off is completely subsumed at this point. ]