Jules' pov
Blaze's curiosity was clearly piqued because he turned around till he was facing me fully this time. I kept my eyes solely on his face, refusing me let my eyes pan lower because I knew he was still hard.
"A dream? What was it about?" He inquired and I hesitated for a moment before responding, letting the dream materialize in my mind.
"It- it felt so real, so fucking real. I was alone, the entire place looked like something out of a fairytale. The background changed a bunch of times, but what actually happened in the dream that I found jarring, was that I was able to use my magic in it." I admitted quietly, watching as Blaze digested all that I was saying.
"Did anything else happen?" He asked and I shook my head.
Byrinth telling Blaze to let him die is peak comedy because why is he deluding himself into thinking he can tell that man what to do lmfaoooo
also do you guys think that dream is a prophesy? a piece of their past? or something else entirely… ;)