A little daydreamer sits up in bed. A nightmare again. Little daydreamer whispers to her loyal walls. "I had a scary dream." Little daydreamer sighs. "I had become a Lion. I had grown up a little. I even fell in love. I had hope." Little Daydreamer shivers in disgust. "At least it was just a dream."
Is this is? Sadness is all I know. You are all I know, sweet Daydreamer.