The Land Of The Dead

Rem opened his eyes to see himself in an awkward position, or maybe not him, but Lila. She was lying next to him, her head on his chest. He wondered how they had ended up in that position, he was still at his end of the bed, so it meant that Lila was the one that rolled over to his side.

Gently lifting her head and placing it on the soft quilt, he got off the bed, tucked her in, and left the room.

When Lila finally awoke, she rubbed gingerly at her eyes to adjust to the brightness. The sun was already up, its rays rushing into the room through the porthole. She lay in bed, blankets and quilt holding her firmly and cozily in place. She wondered how she was neatly tucked in, and immediately remembered that she was in Rem's room and they slept together, he was nowhere to be found, so it explains who had tucked her in.

She rolled from one end of the bed to the other, a smile on her lips. How she had dreamed of this, a day she would have a comfortable bed to herself, and not the uncomfort