[ Molly does dream big. He dreams of walking in moonlight, watching flowers grow in his clothes and small, delicate mushrooms escaping the embroidery. He's soon dressed in nature, as colorful as before thanks to the vibrant flowers, feeling like a forest spirit under the shine of the Moonweaver. It's all very soft and pretty until he notices that he's being pulled to the ground by little roots and then dragged into it.
Opening his eyes with a gasp, he immediately feels the warm body of Fjord all curled around him, and relaxes.
Just a dream.
Smiling, he smooths Fjord's hair back a little and kisses his forehead. ]
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Opening his eyes with a gasp, he immediately feels the warm body of Fjord all curled around him, and relaxes.
Just a dream.
Smiling, he smooths Fjord's hair back a little and kisses his forehead. ]