12. I am Different

'His darkness is something that can overpower even the strongest of lights.' -Bloodsongs.

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(Aurora)

Aurora looked at him with a bewildered look. How could this be true? How could he draw every one of her nightmare, with the perfect precision?

He pressed the heel of his hands to his eyes and sighed. "But it is not easy for me to bring up, I mean, how can anyone? This isn't your small, casual talk material."

"Yesterday did you dream of the flame in that room, behind the glass door?" She whispered, her voice barely audible. She found the fear in her bones, tickling along her blood like a cold draft, and she feared her nightmares, suddenly, more so than before.

Before this, she could reassure herself that they were just nightmares, something that felt almost real, but still a nightmare for all she knew. She might not even believe it, but she would tell exactly that, over and over, until she would almost convince herself.

But this... now, it wasn't not just her imagination, not jus