Consequences
Lyta Hall dreamed.
She dreamed she had remained in her over empty flat, sinking into despair rather than pursuing vengeance.
She dreamed of waking each night, frantically searching for the sound of crying that wasn't there.
She dreamed that the Dream Lord appeared in her dingy bedroom, his face an impassive white mask.
She dreamed that, even as she flew to attack him, he pulled back his black robe to reveal her laughing son.
She dreamed she swept Daniel into a tight hug, swinging him up and crying happily into his blonde curls.
Lyta Hall woke up alone, as always.
