[The scrolls have a brand new face today: It's a white pegasus with a fetching pair of red-framed glasses. Said glasses are off-center, accentuating his already visible stress.]

Ah-! Why is nothing written on here!? What help does this give me?!

[But he paused, sighed, and pressed a hoof to his forehead in despair.]

The visual cues aren't here, this makes no sense. The same objects always appear in my dreams, but never talking horses, much less full-body transformation.

...I'm stressed. Clearly, I'm stressed! I need to calm down. I need to think this through, and wake up. Then I can forget this whole thing ever happened.

It's that simple, Ryugazaki. You just need to wake up.

[He sucked in a breath and, with no fingers to pinch himself, tried biting into his own lower lip. A brow furrows in discomfort, but he's still here. He's still here.]

What am I doing wrong!?

[The scroll opens with Dust standing in front of a shelf packed with books. He's in the library, which as he has been told, is a place where you can get books to read. Dust had managed to miss the part where Twilights live in the library, but truth is, he's unclear on the concept in general.]

[Falana had no libraries, you see, and Dust has technically never read a book in his life.]

This... seemed like a good idea at the time, but does anyone have any advice on where to start?

[The sound of howling winds is there at first, but it's hollow, joined by the white noise of ice striking walls of some sort. The voice that pipes up may be familiar to some, but it's shaky and weary, like someone had been out in the cold for far too long.]

Hey... h-hey, c-can anybody hear m-me? This damn thing better work...!

Wh-what happens when th-there's ice goin' up your b-bod-bod... [He needed time to shiver.] ...Body...?

How do ya stop it? We stopped f-f-fighting... s-s-so it should d-disappear, r-right?

[The voice quiets a moment, then lowers, speaking to another:]

A'right... It should s-s-send. I'll s-stick it on my d-damn p-persona if I need to! J-just hang in there, okay?



[ooc: Considering they're huddled up together, replies will be made by both, thus the tags.]