freaky monday night.
to think the pillow was damp when his royal highness woke up in the morning…
he woke up several things in the night with lots of moisture in the eyes,
back to sleep he went back, back to dreams he dove in.
continuing the dreams he was seeing, continuing the horror he was feeling,
everyone died, everyone perished,
the weeping continued, the dream continued
it’s time to get a new pillow…
just what was so sad that it make the pillow moist with tears?
too much fantasy stories of despair from elves, mages, the world facing an armageddon…
at least, he knows the tear glands are working… haha