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What Lies In The Realm Of Sleep?
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Born From A Wish (Silent hill 2 reference)
School Is Hard.
Soo many alternative titles.
Chance opened the door to his home and threw his backpack down. "Chance, where does that go?" The large bear asked from the kitchen, looking up from his laptop. And can I get a hug before you go to do your usual?"
"Of course Daddy!" The kitten exclaimed, taking a running jump to his father and hugging him, claws digging into his skin making the bear yelp. Still, Chance didn't want to be declawed. They talked about their days, who did what, Chance's classmates, his friends. The kitten yawned, and it was all he could take. The bear smiled and carried the feline to his room, placing him in the bed. "Love you daddy..."
"I love you too kiddo. Your father will be home soon."
As soon as his daddy had closed the door, Chance curled up. He slept alot, and he needed a little nap after school to recharge. After that, he would go out with his friends, play, bounce off the walls. But for now, he needed a bit of sleep.
And what would the feline dream of? That was something the bear asked, opening Word and staring at the blank screen. If his son dreamed, what would it be? A good dream, he wished.
And from that, his sons imagination came to life, sparking a wave of euphoric creations that had him following the yellow brick road to the rabbit hole. A dream that made him chase after his ambitions. Walking hand in hand with his friends, fighting off his nightmares. This child, this blessed child, didn't know if this was a dream born from a wish, or a creation all his own, his mind dealing with the events and sights of the recent.
Whatever it was, it was magical.
Art created by Roarey Raccoon. Story (Which was sort of lazy) by me.
School Is Hard.
Soo many alternative titles.
Chance opened the door to his home and threw his backpack down. "Chance, where does that go?" The large bear asked from the kitchen, looking up from his laptop. And can I get a hug before you go to do your usual?"
"Of course Daddy!" The kitten exclaimed, taking a running jump to his father and hugging him, claws digging into his skin making the bear yelp. Still, Chance didn't want to be declawed. They talked about their days, who did what, Chance's classmates, his friends. The kitten yawned, and it was all he could take. The bear smiled and carried the feline to his room, placing him in the bed. "Love you daddy..."
"I love you too kiddo. Your father will be home soon."
As soon as his daddy had closed the door, Chance curled up. He slept alot, and he needed a little nap after school to recharge. After that, he would go out with his friends, play, bounce off the walls. But for now, he needed a bit of sleep.
And what would the feline dream of? That was something the bear asked, opening Word and staring at the blank screen. If his son dreamed, what would it be? A good dream, he wished.
And from that, his sons imagination came to life, sparking a wave of euphoric creations that had him following the yellow brick road to the rabbit hole. A dream that made him chase after his ambitions. Walking hand in hand with his friends, fighting off his nightmares. This child, this blessed child, didn't know if this was a dream born from a wish, or a creation all his own, his mind dealing with the events and sights of the recent.
Whatever it was, it was magical.
Art created by Roarey Raccoon. Story (Which was sort of lazy) by me.
13 years ago
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