Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26491798-20150816011037

Arlis snapped awake from a dream. She was a little girl, making flower crowns with someone. She handed one to the figure, smiling at them. The figure smiled back, then there were loud noises. She and the other person were grabbed, the figure yells out for her as he is dragged away. She hears a whispering voice and then she blacks out, or in reality's sense, wakes up. She looked to her side for Glosur, crying a bit. 