[The man who had intruded on the nightmare - for that's what it is, what it has to be - is dressed in a coat that wouldn't look out of place on one of the higher-ranked members of the Abbey, save that it's near-pure black with a touch of white lace. He's stopped with a hand on a nearby tree, looking around the scene with an expression not of horror, but of something close to anger, carefully restrained.
It's not until his eyes catch Velvet's that he seems spooked, startling hard enough that his hand falls away from the tree. After a deep breath, though, he calls out - ]
Is this your dream? Come, you should come away from here. They only grow worse the longer you stay in one place.
GIMME THOSE NIGHTMARES
It's not until his eyes catch Velvet's that he seems spooked, startling hard enough that his hand falls away from the tree. After a deep breath, though, he calls out - ]
Is this your dream? Come, you should come away from here. They only grow worse the longer you stay in one place.