Gaitober 2020

Wandering through her empty dark house, Evanya let out a long sigh. She was so lonely, only really having the person whose dreams she watched over. She was starting to feel like the dreams weren't any good these days, like she had failed the person who had brought her into existence. Looking to a mirror on the wall, her senses allowing her to see her saddened face, she felt like everything was hopeless. All the dreams had become nightmares lately, no matter how hard she tried. It was time for her to begin her duty, her person starting to sleep. Grabbing her mask off the wall she put it on, hiding how she was feeling. Was it her feelings corrupting the dreams? Would she ever be able to bring good dreams to her person again?