I see we're both crazy
Fog gives way to bright, bright white. White all around, like Halo. Is that where he’s supposed to be? To one side seems to be ice, slick and sheer. Does it drop off? To the other side is warmth and a faint wind. The obvious choice would be go towards the warm wind as it seems the more pleasant choice. But this is a dream and he is whole, so Falke chooses to venture out on the ice - a thing he would never securely do in his reality. And isn't that what dreams are for?
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Falke chooses the ice.
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Falke chooses the ice.
that's alright with me
come with me and let yourself go
FALKE
