I hear a voice, looking at the creature that had once been there. "Hold your tongue" the sound comes from the beast. A short silence, like a hunter waiting for their prey. "Who are you?" this creature speaks. I think of a name, nothing from my mind had come up. Two words of memory, "The Dreamer". I think of those words, reminding me of the soft touch that had once grazed upon my skin.
"I am nothing, just a dreamer" I say with a deep sigh escaping from my mouth. Uncomfortable, a lack of belonging, a sense of familiarity, a creature of humanity. I stand up straight, pulling myself up slowly from the fetal position.
"Who are you? Why are you in this room?" Still a stranger in the room, a new face, unsure if she is worthy of my trust.
One more glace at the creature, standing proud. But on her face seemed to be a small, lost frown.
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