The Narrowing

If I could escape would you do the same?

Somewhere in that lost ethereal moment between sentience and sleep where the narrowing happens and the edges of worlds can be bridged through simple will.

I am fearful.

Fearful that I will journey alone and remain so across the divide. This world can never be ours but would the shared dream of possibility furnish another one?

Would its magic sustain us in the dark hours where we yearn for those we abandoned?

Would we be missed?

I am afraid.

Afraid that you will not be there.

Afraid that you will be.

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