9 Chapter 2 part 4
Tsubame's mother, alerted by the noise, entered and had a moment of shock. Then she looked at the room in all its details, she stopped on the rose and began to insult Silban with all the names.
After this episode, she dragged her daughter to her bed, continuing to swear. The little brunette woman hid an immense force under this stature. Her face rejuvenated by fifteen years, she sighed and then shook her round head. Tsubame, in his restless sleep, gave a blow to her mother's potato nose, which surprised uttered a cry. This cry did not perturb the sleeper at all.
In her dream, the girl was lost in a dark place in which arrangement disturbs the mind as it changed every second.
It seemed, that there was a time of color, to be there. This place exuded unhappiness, hatred, grief, and all kinds of negative emotions.
She was walking without direction. When suddenly she saw a girl, who when she saw her made her a big sign to tell her to go away. However, his efforts were in vain. For a man of almost evil beauty appeared, but half of his face was black as if erased.
The man looked at her and smiled. That smile was disturbing plus a smile that contained a significant dose of ill intent. Vicious is the right word.
He tried to grab her, but suddenly a shield appeared, he cast a black eye at the shield. And he laughed at it. , made a gesture that fell back into the void. He then shouted, "Dreamwalker!" a light laugh answered him.
He turned around and explained in a mocking tone to the girl sitting in the room: "Hey! Did you really think you'd keep the future dragon king's partner from me?
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-This place belongs to me and is part of me. Nothing escapes me. As you are bound to me, your thoughts are free but not your actions. Watch out for you. I can always block your freedom of thought. But I'd rather have you bend myself.
Your efforts have served no purpose. It's on Earth. And according to my spies, the ritual of transferring takes place in three days... All this time to sabotage it..."
Meanwhile, Tsubame was on a train with a black-haired man, with a brown raincoat and bright red shoes. The man had marshmallows in his hand. His face exuded contentment. His purple eyes blinked and his long lashes fluttered. Behind them, a burlesque landscape unfolded, Tsubame realized that she was still in a dream. He then addressed her:
"A Marshmallow? »
The young woman looked at him without understanding. Why was he offering her a sweet? Who was he? Was that dream real?
The man continued to eat his marshmallows, shrugging his shoulders, and then his face became more serious. He stared at the dreamer insistently. Finally, he decided to explain himself: "Mademoiselle, it is not very safe to walk around in the den of the BLACK SOUL. Moreover, your importance to him is extreme. Fortunately, I spied on it from time to time otherwise you would have lost some of your soul. And it is not the prince's mediocre protections that will change a few things. Please control your astral projection next time.
-Astral projection? »
The man suddenly laughed thunderously, it was not for nothing that his colleagues called him whimsical.
"What a good blow to this bastard! And this fragment of imagination is enough for a month, a month of lazing. »
Suddenly, he disappeared leaving Tsubame stunned.
