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     “Bad dream?” Malachi inquires his newfound friend, noticing the slight rings under her eyes. She shakes her head, clearly to say, No. “Good dream?” No again. “So just no dream at all?” Nod. “Huh. Maybe it’s like,” he pauses to take a sip of tea out of his bowl, “Without memories you don’t dream. Or something.” Not that he was a scientist or anything, but he recalled during his time in school something about dreams being based on events you encounter throughout the day and subconscious thought. It seemed like a sound explanation, and Rune seemed to accept it as well.

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