Epilogue
“Life begins with a cry. It begins with pain. And it begins with blood. And even with these things that seem negative, life still begins with hope. Who’s to say that death is any different? It ends with a cry, possibly with pain and blood. But there is still hope.” ~Perizada
“Is this a dream?”
Titus looked up from his coloring book at the sound of a boy's voice. He set down his green crayon and turned so that he faced the newcomer.
“I’m asleep,” Titus told him. “But I don’t know if it’s your dream or my dream.” He tapped his chin. “It could be both our dreams, and we’ve somehow combined them together in another dimension where dreams are woven and shared.”
The boy’s brow rose, and his eyes widened. “Is that really a thing? Dreams in another dimension?”
Titus shrugged. “Ma
