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"It's like that most of the time. I think I don't hold on to dreams anymore. I figured, I'll just make them in my own reality."
"Hmm, fair point." She pressed her lips together, contemplative. "These dreams of me flying... they started the night we met at Castello." She revealed, tracing her fingertips on Jesse's fresh stubble. "And the way it starts out was like... like I'm running really, really fast. And then I could feel the air underneath my feet as I started to pick up more speed. The wind was blasting against my face, that I had to close my eyes shut. And then I'm running so fast that my feet aren't even touching the ground anymore. And I'm floating, and it's like this amazing, amazin