Guillotine tended to his library, dusting off shelves and putting books away. His tear marks were no more, and his best friend, who died, was with him, placing a kiss on his cheek. His mother never abandoned him, and he visited her every day. Jester and him never fought, almost k!lling each other. Colombina was still alive and smiling at the others, and was with Pierrot, though Midnight was.. There.... Pierrot and Harlequin never hated each other. Him and Acrow chatted daily, sometimes inviting Carnelle and his other dear friend M0on. Though he normally invited M0on over for tea. Hm.. But some one was missing... Thorn...? He would never... Ever have met Thorn. Where was he...? Guillotine sat up from his bed, waking up. It was all a dream. He still has his trauma... But it's fine. As long as he can see Thorn, see Harlequin and Acrow happy, and he can crochet, he's fine.
Yap warning!
