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[demachi]

[There's a lengthy silence at the beginning of the post, so those who are impatient might not stay tuned for what comes after. He won't mind. His mind's on bigger things. His voice is carefully disguised as he recites a few lines:]

Are you sure
That we are awake?
It seems to me
That yet we sleep, we dream

[Wataru laughs faintly, this laugh his own, undisguised.]

You know... The strangest thing happened. I was here, preparing to celebrate this place's Christmas, and I noticed my chroma ebbing at a higher rate than usual. I don't remember entirely what came next--I think I laid down to rest, and I dreamed I was home again. For a matter of months, actually. Now, I've returned to find the date advanced a week, and the good keepers here acting as though I'd physically left. I hope I haven't worried anyone in my absence, but if I have, I'll offer my sincere apologies! The show must, and will, go on.

Though, more importantly... Has anyone seen a white dove? She answers to the name Jeanne D'Arc, and she's quite the talent.

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[finethanks]

I'd like to hear your voice, so stay on the line, Wataru.

[He'll get anxious waiting if he has to hang up.]

Will you tell me now, then? Or wait until we've met in person?

[demachi]

I'll stay, of course. And not leave your side until you're well and truly sure I'm here, and yours.

[A little laugh, bright and bubbling.]

At home, you see, several months passed. You became quite ambitious, I joined a theater troupe, but most importantly... even there, I found the courage to confess my love to you. Isn't that a dreamlike thing?