'Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
June 6th, 1890 — Laurent Residence
Narcissus could not help but be nervous when the new day dawned that first Summer Saturday. He had wanted to invite Clue over straight away, anticipation boiling in his system. But he had been understanding of the fact that Clue had to settle into his apprenticeship first and waited for the weekend. It was now Saturday and the hour that should have Clue arriving was drawing nearer. Narcissus had obviously not been in the position of having a.. paramour .. over so obviously he was at a bit of a loss as to what he should do. In the end, he treated it as if he were having a friend of the platonic sort over only he took a lot more care than he would have if that were the case.
When the door knocker sounded, Narcissus barely beat the surprised maid to it. "You came!" He said, as if he had expected Clue to back out and not come at all.
