“Can our awakened selves ever know the love we have in the Dreamlands?”
She splays six of his fingers. “We’ll keep trying.”
The world fades as he splays four of hers.
He awakens with six fingers out.
Elsewhere, she adds a four to a list. “Is it, a phone number?”
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