![]() He then climbed over the ledge and hung against the wall, grabbing the vines. He grabbed the vines, clutching it a bit, and pulling. ![]() He observed once more, from the bottom down there wasn't really anything Dream can really land on, if Dream has the upper body strength of a beast then maybe he can arm jump down. He walked at the ledge of the balcony, the ground didn't look close at all. When he finally stood up, stretching a bit, shaking off the pain from the bottom down. It was way different than jumping around on top of the chandeliers, ledges that stuck out the wall, and status that were too perfect for jumping around. ![]() ![]() ow" His breath hissed as he got up slowly, he wasn't use to doing parkour on a structure, having no knowledge about it. He shut his eyes thinking this was it, instead he landed on top of a flower bed, still hurt like hell though. When he did he let go a bit too early launching himself a bit upward than he wanted to. When finally at the edge he hung himself down, using his legs to build up momentum, waiting for the right moment to jump at an angle. He slowly maneuvered down, grabbing the tiles for support. He stuck his arm out to balance his right side. He then jumped out, landing on top of the roof. He grabbed his mask, putting it on at an angle so it'll face the left side. Another part of the roof hangs beneath Dream, from what he remembered a balcony was sticking out beneath it. He fans the dust out of his eyes as he squints towards the horizon, wind blew against his face as the refreshing sight of light peeked through the hills. He grabbed the bottom edge and lifted up, releasing dusty particles as he opens the window. He touched parts of the window, finding ways to open it. He stared at the window, releasing his grip from the vanity. He leans against the vanity, he grips the edges focusing, as he stares blankly at the dusty wooden surface, almost like blankets of snow from the top view. What's so precious about those roses, other than them being so beautiful. The thought of him receiving a type of "punishment" for stealing is ridiculous, locking him up in a tall tower at least 50 feet up is ridiculous. He won't listen to some random weirdo who lives in the middle of nowhere, he just won't. He needs to leave, he's been gone long enough. He shook his head up got up from where he was sitting. A howl from the distance disturbed Dream's thoughts, he shot up and looked out the window once again, hesitating. That touch was so memorizing, why did it matter so much? Dream may never know. He starts caressing his palm a bit before remembering the contact he had with the male from last night. He didn't know why but he was yearning for something, he was yearning for a touch ever since he left Sapnap's shop. Why didn't he just kill him in the first place, is this just mental torture? Dream groans and sat up straight, he lifted his right palm examining it. After agreeing to find the remaining roses he just locked him in a separate building, just 20 feet from the main one. Well, Dream had to admit the guy who literally threatens him is a weird one. He still was processing what had happened, and how he got here. Dream lays his head on top of a vanity, staring at the window beside him. The woods are more quieter than the village but much better than the palace. Leaves snows down, panning towards Dream's view on top of the building. As others shiver to break free from the dying trees. Leaves lie on top of a riverbank, laying peacefully. Early mornings like these are peaceful but colder than the rest. The moon began departing from the horizon, just hours away until daylight takes over. Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 26773 Chapters: 13/13 Comments: 5 Kudos: 12 Bookmarks: 4 Hits: 524 Sapnap and Karl are flowershop keepers. ![]() Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF).Clay | Dream/Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF). ![]()
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