The Daydreamer Project: Teatime

>Recall the Pillow Forts

"Heh."

Nostalgia is a pleasant smell. One of your favorites, in fact. It hits you strong, like a new set of markers.

Your mind catches on a warm, passing memory - the late hours of a sleepover, huddled inside a fort of pillows and blankets with your best friend from middle school. It was a time in your life when things like pillow forts and imaginary friends didn't interest many of the others, but you were lucky enough to have found someone you trusted to listen to all the things you wanted to talk about without judging.

For the longest time, you'd thought Professor Goodnight was the only one.



You hear Professor Goodnight asking you from across the table, "Is that a pleasant thought, you're having?"

You give a wistful "Mhm-hmm" in reply, glancing back at the Professor.



"Good," he says.

"Show it to me."






















You blink twice, your eyes adjusting in an instant to the sudden difference between the candlelight and the flickering of a television.

You come to the realization that you are now in a very different place.

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