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["You're the only Ion that went to the Cheagle Woods with me!"]

Ion!! [Tear nearly shoots up from her sleeping position, feeling very cold and struggling to breathe properly while her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the early morning. Why? Why would he...? Moments later her head falls into her hands, trying to banish away the nightmare she had just experienced. It was just a dream, a dream and nothing more. Focusing instead on the valley of white flowers she had seen both this evening and the one before her breath slowly begins to steady, only to have her body begin to shake uncontrollably in it's place.

... Nothing would happen to Ion, she would not allow it. While she didn't recognize the blue-haired girl she'd also seen or the brunette older man, she did recognize the red-haired teenager... No, child. And with each one an overwhelming feeling of loss would wash over her, fueling her shaking...

Later on throughout the day she'll be wandering about the village, doing her share in patrolling the parameters for the beasts she'd heard of. While fresh air did help to quell some of her fear, Tear couldn't stop herself from searching for the faces she dreamed of, hoping to find some explanation.]

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[Oh, Tear. Nephry has been visited by dreams of her children being not her children at all; she worries that they have it worse. So she will seek Tear out today - she has a habit of patrolling like that during certain types of shift - to at least assure herself that her daughter is all right.]

[A soft wave of relief comes over Tear when she spots her mother throughout her rounds, at the same time reminding her of the bubble of unease settled at the bottom of her stomach. Regardless of that she approaches Nephry, attempting one of her tired smiles.] It's good to see you about today, Mother...

It's good to see you, too. Are you well?

... [There was no use in hiding it, was there?] I wish I could say that with certainty...

[HEY SIS, SUP. Ion has just been standing around the church, sweeping the front porch like he always does in the morning. But it's nearing the afternoon by now, and he's still sweeping, stopping occasionally to look up at the sky.]

[He's a little lost in his thoughts today. Mercifully, his dreams haven't gotten quite as bad as they have for everyone else just yet, but that didn't make them any less unsettling. He just can't shake this feeling that he's forgotten something, someone, important...]

[Of course she would find Ion in a place they both spent most of their childhood, one of the places they had in common as she walked up to the familiar building. The sight of him on the doorsteps of the church brings up the whirlwind of emotions she had experienced when she first woke up this morning, despite repeating to herself over and over that it had only been a dream.

"I will...take the miasma from your body into my own."]

Ion...?

[Ion doesn't seem to notice her approaching at all and it isn't until she says his name that he turns and glances in her direction. For a moment, he seems almost confused to see her. Tear, the girl he met in the Cheagle Woods with Luke...]

[...Tear, his sister. He blinks once or twice before smiling gently.] Good morning, Tear... oh, it's a bit closer to noon now, isn't it?

Yes it is. [As she walks up to him she feels the urge to... thank him. Her dream this morning, it couldn't have been real, but... The Ion in that dream had acted exactly the way her little brother would. Perhaps that was why it had horrified her so much.]

You seem to be distracted, actually.

...is it that obvious? [He moves to set the broom in it's usual corner on the porch.]

It must be due to the dream I had last night. It was rather strange and I haven't been able to put it out of my mind all day...

Unfortunately. [For him, anyway. Doesn't Ion know that hiding any worries or troubles he has would only make them more concerned?]

So you've also been affected by strange dreams... [It gives her a small glimmer of hope, that it was just another Shift occurring throughout the village.]

[He does, but that just means he needs to hide them better.]

You, too, Tear? [A curious frown.] What did you dream about?

[Which will make it all the more worse when they find out about them.]

It was several things... [Should she tell him about the last one first? It involved him directly...] Your friend Luke was in some of them.

[Luke had been in his dream as well, but Luke was his friend so it made sense. Tear, on the other hand... the frown turns into a small, almost playful smile.]

You dreamt about Luke?

Y-yes, for the past few nights... [Ion, what is with that smile?]

[Tear, what is with that blush?]

I wonder what he would say if he heard that... [A soft chuckle, but then his smile returns to one of a more sincere nature.] They weren't bad dreams, I would hope?

Not so much for all of them. I would say that there was a more of a... nostalgic feel to them. [Part of the reason why a hint of the blush still remained on her cheeks.]

Nostalgic? [A pause. That's what his own dreams had been like.] Almost as if they had happened before...

[No, that was just silly.] It's strange, the way dreams can make a person feel sometimes, isn't it?

Yes it is. But despite everything the dreams showed me, I never saw Asbel or our children. [It worried her more than she was willing to admit to at this moment.]

[More than she might admit, but enough for him to see on her face. He sets a comforting hand on her shoulder.] ...but they're only dreams, Tear.

I dreamed I was the leader of a widely-followed religion. Dreams don't necessarily have to mean anything, right? [With a soft laugh.] Perhaps, aside from me having a bigger ego than I thought. I would hope you'd keep that from Father Wolfwood for me...

[Luke had been wandering the village as well, clearing his mind and idly watching everyone pass by. This is how he saw Tear, and he pauses in his walk to stare for a moment. She's always been at least familiar to him, what with her being one of his best friend's older sisters and all. But now he recognizes her from his dreams.

And it's with that recognition that he hesitantly calls out to her.]

... Tear.

[... She'd heard that voice earlier, not only as Ion grew up but in her dreams. Sitting right beside her, holding her younger brother... So why did her eyes still widen as she turned to face him?]

... Luke?

[Something painful twisted in his chest when she looked at him like that. It made Luke blink and wonder what it could've been - sadness, maybe? But why would he be sad? She was in his dreams, and she was Ion's sister, that was all... Right?

He fists his hands and looks away for a moment. Does he really want to talk to her? Luke had been trying hard to convince himself, and everyone else, that what they were experiencing were dreams and nothing more than that. To talk to Tear right now... That might just make him doubt himself even more.

At the same time, Luke feels like he needs to talk to her. So, he shuts his eyes, steels his nerves, then opens then and steps closer to her.]

H-Hey... You've been dreaming too, right?

... Yes, like many others in the village. [It was for that reason that she was avoiding being in one place for too long, it would give her too much time to dwell on what she saw.]

Since you ask, would you have had some as well?

... Yeah. [He narrows his eyes and looks away.] You were in some of them.

[In one she had simply gone inside the large ship... long enough for him to commit murder. In another, she had watched him while he cut his hair, and for some reason he felt like that was such an important act, nothing like how he'd actually cut his hair...]

I was? [Why would she find that surprising when he was also in some of her own dreams? His hand on her shoulder with a smile on her face, and this morning when she dreamed again of that field of beautiful white flowers with him there, rather than the two girls. But... his hair had been long then, and he'd been unconscious. She had been worried.]

Any ideas as to why, if you don't mind?

[His mother may be a dream psychologist, and Luke may have picked up on some meanings of dreams thanks to that, but... even he can't explain why he's dreaming of Tear. It's not like he knew her well... Dreams did show people like that sometimes, but to that extent? How could he have dreamed about all of that? Why was she so important to that last dream he had?

Why did he find her smile so...]

... I don't know. I've never dreamed about you before. Not like this...

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