FoxBoom!

Last night’s dream ended with a burned-out city gently smouldering, and being tackled to the ground by Terrana.

“You take orders from me now, Fox!”

It’s probably my own fault for late-night phonecalls with Jacel.

“Terrana’s giggling at something…”

“It’s probably somebody hurting children.”

I met Jack this morning. He was just walking past me in the city, and we made eye contact. It’s happened before, but this time he stopped, and he talked to me. It turns out there was just a massive misunderstanding between us, and no-one’s to blame, and we’re going to live happily ever after.

And then I woke up. I’m quite sure that crying at 6:25am is a new record for me.