dreaming in white

[RHEA MANGOLI]

WITCH OF TIME: WAKE UP

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Your name is Rhea Mangoli, and you have just woken up for the first time in a strange place wearing strange clothes; a beautiful golden kingdom and a yellow-branded dress, to be exact. You're not sure why you've suddenly dreamed this, but you know you're asleep, somehow. Still, this dream retains a life-like quality to it that you can't shake. Then again, don't all dreams?

If you realize you're dreaming, maybe you can control everything? After all, this is your dream! You close your eyes and lift off your bed as though you could fly. You can. How awesome is that? You can't wait to share this with Mila! In fact, that's the first thing you'll do when you wake up: pester her. Maybe she can tell you more about this.

In the meantime, you decide to take advantage of your current situation and fly around a bit. Down below, you see rows and rows of pure-white people clothed in colorful attire. There are large, pointed arches that make up most of the architecture. It makes you feel as though you've gone back in time to the medieval era. That WOULD be pretty cool, except for the fact that there'd be no electricity, and thus, no Pokémon. You frown loudly at the thought of that, but the thought is pushed quickly out of your mind by new and entertaining things.

For one, you just stepped out of a large tower, similar to that of your room. Surrounding you are five other spiral towers as well. You wonder whom they belong to? Deciding to take just a peek, you float towards one of the towers and take a peek inside. It's there you see whom you believe to be Tory, although this is coming from the references of grainy computer photos and webcam chats. However, it does seem as though it is Tory, in the flesh and blood! Then again, this is all just a dream. So, it's Tory, in the dream and imagination.

You glide over to him and poke his arm gently, but he doesn't stir. Maybe you can only control your own actions in your dream? That could explain why you can't wake up Tory. You want to go and wake the others, but you're too tired for that. Instead, you float back to your tower, deciding maybe you should just take a nap, for some odd reason. Maybe you'll wake up, and then you can talk to Mila about this. Or maybe pester Lola, despite her meanness, since she's pretty smart from what you've heard.

For now, though, you rest, Witch of Time. You're not needed just yet.

RHEA: QUIT DREAMING

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