Cerulean Cape levitation

She held tightly to him, as if he might slip away from her even now. Promise. Promise you won't, Reverie begged of him in a broken whisper. I can't - I don't want a life without you.
And maybe it was unreasonable of her to demand another promise based on — what? A dream? Yet it had felt so real, as deeply cutting as if it had truly happened. She couldn't know that it was because she had not been dreaming but remembering... and perhaps that was for the best.