~Show me what it's like, to dream in black and white. So I can leave this world tonight. Holding on too tight, Breathe the breath of life. So I can leave this world behind.~
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Not even a word?
What needs to be said... I only know as much as you, although I'd rather have her all to myself.
She wants the both of us, you know that won't work.
A dragon can dream... what about Hera?
Shes tormented by her own demons, and is using us to vent those feelings. Need I delve deeper?
She might want to know what you do, even though she doesn't desire our shield
Well, I'm a by-product of her encounter, but theres not much I can gather except for a jealousy of those who are not bound by religion to restrain their affections. That whole repessed sexual desire sh'peal...
So, beyond that, no reason for her to love us?
Not like Blaire does, not by a long-shot...
Then how about we stop being two, she might like a less-bipolar dragon.
Then how will we return to the waking, we must dream in black and white!
I'll be her black, and she'll be my white, and the reverse will apply as well.
Chrono got up and realized that he was not in his room, and neither was Blaire. For he was in her room...