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Rosalind was never more grateful for the girls of dreams then now, allowing her a bit of time for a nap before the evening rush came in. Then again she was pretty sure that they were all taken by Hector, he was an adorable little boy, always smiling and purring... always awake. She gave a little yawn as she stepped out of her tall shoes and shrugged out of his dress, crawling into bed in just her under garments.

She already loved the boy dearly but he seemed to sleep so rarely, seemed to have a set schedule that made her believe in his past life he were in the army or something... awake far more often then not and even with a lot of coaxing he didn't fall asleep unless he was ready to. The unicorn woman crawled beneath the sheets of her bed, tugging them up and over her completely. A small cat nap and she would be ready for tonight she told herself with a smile, quickly slipping into sleep.

Rosalind blinked a couple times when she found herself in yet another very, very odd world... not quite the same as waking up where that woman was, the kind one that gave her the necklace but odd none the less. She found herself facing a door and without a second thought she headed for it. She figured if it were there it must have some sort of significant bearing upon this dream.

She reached a delicate hand out to turn the knob, pushing the door open before stepping inside, "Hello? Is anyone here?" She called out, seemed a lot quieter then the last time she had a dream like this.

Rosa had to lift a hand up to rub it against her eyes when she found herself in such a foreign place after walking through the door. She lowered her hand again, looking back and forth before walking forward toward the only one that was around. He seemed to be asleep and she found herself starring. He was... a pretty thing though she did feel bad for him, he was chained up. Someone was trying to sell him?

She stepped closer, kneeling down next to him and it was when she was this close to the delicate figure that she realized he wasn't breathing, "How sad." She murmured, reaching a hand out to brush back his pretty, flower like hair from his face. She lifted her gaze to look around, wonder where the other people were and why they had not at least buried him instead of just leaving his body tied there.

A little gasp came from Rosalind's lips as the body started to glow and she drew her hand back as it started to shrink down into a much smaller version of itself. She tilted her head to the side before reaching her hands out to pick up the small form. He looked rather sleepy but at the same time he appeared to be quite healthy. She had no idea what just happened by she wasn't going to question it, not when he was alive again. It was some sort of miracle she decided.

"Hello there little one." She murmured to the boy who merely snuggled closer to her and seemed to doze off in her arms.