Mysterious Dreams 2 (Usagi Tsukino)
| Mysterious Dreams 2 (Usagi Tsukino) | |
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| Date of Cutscene: | 03 September 2023 |
| Location: | Tsukino-Osaka Dorm |
| Synopsis: | Usagi Tsukino's dreams are still haunted by requests for the Silver Crystal. |
| Cast of Characters: | Usagi Tsukino |
You're running down a hill, digging your toes into the grass with every footfall, relishing in the feel of it, springy and ticklish, the wind blowing your hair skirts back, the sun warm on your skin. In the distance, there are pillars, great stone works that mark the edge of this garden, but between you and them is a field of nature. The sky is a clear blue, freckled with bits of fluffy white cloud here and there, and it strikes you as marvelous. You can't get enough of it - not the sky, not the grass, not the wind caressing your skin. It's all so foreign to you, even after ages of sneaking visits.
The grass isn't just a uniform, perfect green. There are yellow patches, and darker patches, and even patches where there's no grass at all, just soil, dark and loamy, and when your feet sink into that, it's a totally different texture, a different experience entirely. You can't get enough.
You doubt you could ever get enough. You'd spend your days here if you could, exploring every nook and cranny, reveling in the beauty of this place.
You can't, though. You can't remember why, not now, but you know you can't stay. There's something -
Laughter breaks your concentration. Deep, masculine, a voice that warm you from head to toe as it registers, that has you spinning about to face him, an irrespressible smile blooming on your face.
He looks at you - he's a man you know, a man you love. You know that. You can't see his face. It's there, but it's as though your mind can't register what your eyes see. The sketch of a man's face, mostly erased. The details all gone, the structural lines blurry. You love him. You know you do. You just can't capture his face.
It doesn't bother you. You don't think about it. You just laugh with him, because he's happy, because you're happy, because you've never loved anyone like him, you've never known anyone like him, and now that he's here, you can spend the day together, you can run around and play, until you have to separate again, the both of you dragged away by everything else that calls to the two of you. But that's later. This is now. Now, you can do whatever you want, just the two of you.
He reaches out. He cups your cheek, his strong hand gentle, his thumb caressing the curve of your cheekbone. He opens his mouth to speak, and you close your eyes, anticipate the sweetness of his words -
"Find the Silver Crystal."
Usagi Tsukino's eyes fly open, a scowl already creasing her mouth. The details of the dream are already blurring - the dress she'd worn, the hill, the man - but the one thing she remembers with perfect clarity is the plea:
"Find the Silver Crystal."
"I'm trying, I'm trying," She grumbles to herself, trying not to wake Naru, failing to not wake Luna, who mrrrrrrps at her with the indignant, half-awake curiosity of someone expecting an explanation and not conscious enough to receive it. "Weird dreams, sorry -"
Very weird. Is every cute boy dream going to involve the stupid Silver Crystal?
