User blog:Drix153/A Waking Dream

A tremor of magic, lost in the dark; distant rumblings from above; soft sighs of stale air newly given life.

A waking dream...yes, that was it.

Shapes moving just out of focus; wisps of what was and will never be; an itch now gone, replaced by a memory.

All of it real, and yet not.

Lashual stirred.