[2] Dream a dream.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

I wish I didn't remember dreams... because...oh god, my hands went right through the bullet holes and...I just...should be used to these things but. They...

[he is obviously less than put-together. eyes a little disoriented, a little confused.]

Nobody. Nobody remembers when I'm gone. Tifa looked at me like I was. Not...she looked at me like I was crazy again. But. I guess she realized because...

There's...no. I'm not mad again. That.
I don't know what's real sometimes.

[Cloud stares at his pale ungloved right hand.]

Guess it all was a dream. I had a number....
I was zero.

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[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

Troubled. That's...a good word for me.

A nightmare. I had, before I came here...it was...
Nothing. Thanks.

[lamb_of_gold]

Ah. If you wish to talk to someone about it, I am here...

I find it helps, sometimes.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

Mm. Don't worry about me, Mu. I'm fine on my own.