Dream was looking into the pit of Despair. It’s been a little while now. Despair always lurking in the darkest of the corners, took her own time to confront Dream.
“What do you seek in these dark pits of mine? A fellow as you I hardly see around here. I’m at all but curious to know what is that you wish to seek in these stagnant waters where only Misery and Guilt washes themselves.”
Dream sat there as though he was oblivious to the voice of Despair. He couldn’t reason anything on his mind that is now all too focused on a spot among the darkness of the pit, not on the surface neither in the depths. But somewhere in between where his eyes were focused but couldn’t see yet. Despair intrigued by the sadness seeping out of Dreams eyes, walked over to him with a fondness to feed off it.
Sitting beside him still wet and wetness spilling all over, she spread her cold palm of her left hand over his shoulder. Even the sudden chill didn’t seem to diverge his unattended focus.
“Look as far and off you want, for you’ll not find what you seek. All that is here are that is lost, for no one needs to hoard on these things. Let me not tell what is that you need to hear. You are most welcome to swim into the deepest within with the writhing cold of my body. It’s hard to see if it’s even day or night from the bottom of this puddle. I wouldn’t mind your company. But I’ll tell you this, only once I swam to the bottom when I came here swimming with Will, got lost and never again I found him. It’s easier to realise that he could have walked away after a while waiting on the banks. But I’m worried, what if he drowned looking to save me and still trying to catch his breath somewhere deep down.” Her eyes welled with tears only to freeze and glisten in the moonlight.
Dream said, “I do come here at times to bath and wash away that’s weighing me down. But for a long time had passed since last and there’s a lot more of me in there than what’s on me. But tonight I have a weight pulling me within, stronger than ever or at least I think so. So I came to find if there was any, much worse, that I have warded off in here. I’d wish I could swim with you down into these pits and never climb ashore. But then I realise I had made you walk these banks and as that may seem, may be you find your Will one day and walk off here. And in that I find a thread with which I have been drawn away from this night with a glimmering red gleaming off the edge in the dawning sky of everyday.”
Dream walked away without even yielding a glance towards Despair. Then she was lost on her own, finding the vision of light over the horizon in a long while.