Chapter 14
I walk through the halls of Midnight Castle, looking for Black Rose. Even though it’s daylight in the Waking, the moonlight streams through the arched windows here in the Dreaming. A few torches are lit, and I can see the empty corridors stretching out ahead of me.
A cool breeze blows through the open archways, and I wonder if the same is happening in the Waking. Is there a dreamer taking a nap in the castle who feels the breeze?
My shoes echo down the hall, and I think about silencing it. But there’s no need. It’s all right if I’m seen and heard. Dreamers will just think that I’m a specter in their dream, just one of many.
Only, right now, I seem to be the only one here, which is weird. That kind of thing usually happens to the dreamer, not to me. Normally, there are dim sp
