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When she looks away, she grins at Dream. “Would you like to make a bet of it?”
Dream’s hand flexes. Empty. A wish unmade. “Are you so certain of your victory?”
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Or, Death dreams, and Dream takes his first form. Centuries later, they're both reminded of it.
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- Part 2 of when that piano sang again
Bookmarked by fallingprophetically
30 Jan 2026

