*While she slept, Chimera would dream...She'd dream of her parents, a bunch of blurry images that hurt her head to see. They would fade in and out, and she could never remember...their faces...all she could ever remember were colors. One of her fathers had beautiful hair that was so dark purple it was almost black, while her other had a beautiful mix of white and pink. She could never remember their names, she could hardly remember the dreams when she woke up...there were other shapes too, at times, but they were never as prominent. As she lay there tonight, the dream returned, and with it, a splitting headache. She would watch the figures move, as if acting out a scene, but there was o background, nothing to tell her what was going on...just the images, the memories that chose not to show themselves...she didn't even know why, she didn't understand what had happened to her memories...she just wanted her fathers, but she didn't know if she'd ever find them...then she woke up, head pounding, heart racing, tears in her eyes, and decided that was enough sleep for the night*
