Dash's Distortion

by Rewan Demontay

Conversation

Yawning, Dash tucked in. The void appeared.

How is the fourth week?

“The heat spell drains me.”

Ah, I teach well.

“Yep.”

How are your friends?

“Desperate…, depressed…. ”

*You must feel bad.

“It… is necessary.”

Only truth matters.

Rainbow returned to lucidity

Black tendrils crept through her room.