[ Not the first time Susato will have died in a dream, or at least feel like she has, as she watches the scenes unfold. It probably would not be the last. It was difficult to tell at first, whose dream she may be watching. Watching everything in the dark, the explosion is even more blinding than usual.
Normally she is content to keep flipping the page and allow for whoever it is to keep their privacy, but by the end, it feels so familiar. She places a hand over her own neck, rubbing it gently at first as she closes her journal. She realizes then that she can actually check for the sender behind the dream, and she opens it again, seeing the familiar name.
... ]
Ferran? [ It's a hurried scribble. She doesn't know what else to say, just yet. ]
Sender: Susato Mikotoba
Normally she is content to keep flipping the page and allow for whoever it is to keep their privacy, but by the end, it feels so familiar. She places a hand over her own neck, rubbing it gently at first as she closes her journal. She realizes then that she can actually check for the sender behind the dream, and she opens it again, seeing the familiar name.
... ]
Ferran? [ It's a hurried scribble. She doesn't know what else to say, just yet. ]