“I don’t comprehend what occurred to you when you had been sleeping, but you suddenly showed off your power, as if you had all at once realized sorcery, and emitted bloodless air, so the room was snowing for most of the night. I tried to wake you up, but simply like the last time you were hypnotized, I couldn’t contact you and take manipulate of the body.”
“Me? It’s snowing?”
I recalled that unusual dream, and except thinking, I grabbed a handful of snow and tasted it.
Ptooey!
It used to be a familiar, disgusting taste.
This was the snow in my dream!
I was shocked. How should goals and actuality be connected? Could it be that after I purified the movement water in the dream, the disgusting snow didn’t disappear however ran to the real world instead?
Speaking of which, what the hell
