Ansem Report 16:

I have had a dream. A man in black robes come to me with a question about the heartless. I told him I did not know. He said I had to decide what the answer was, and that he would return with it for me.

I believe he was one of the heartless, but that of a different kind not like the others.

A creation of mere imagination, or of something much deeper? It was only a dream, but sometimes our dreams can know things we think we do not.

It has just occured to me-----could the fine line that seperates memory from imagination be the same fine line that seperates the two halves of the heart?

(br)


AN: Ok yeah well, I did throw in a bit of life experience, in case some of yas might be wondering. But, for the most part, I just scrambled my brain for something to say, just like eeeeverybody else. :-)