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Time had stopped one trillion steps ago. Laugher bubbles from beyond the atmosphere. On the other side of a non-existent mirror. They smile with their eyes, their being touching every segment of the barrier, clacking a head against it softly. A blue moon shimmers back, full of the same old book smell and a parent with a puffed chest speaking of their children. It rumbled, leaving behind echoes of a xylophone and oh, their bright, sun-struck soul could touch the sky. -- OR, in which it's been 166 years since the corruption and deletion of Dreamtale. Nightmare's made a home for himself, Dream's an unstable corrupted creature, and Error has a crippling fear of his mistakes.