A pair of deep sea blue eyes were lost in thought at the decades-old memory.
"As your mother said, ever since that day, I no longer feared the recurring nightmares that used to bother me at night. It's still the same darkness but I could dominate my dreams and learn to control what happens inside them. The next night I had that dream, instead of letting that golden creature tie me with its tail, I got hold of its tail and took control of it. Now, it's nothing more than my pet."
Arlan chuckled as he boasted, a proud smirk on his lips.
"And it is all thanks to your mother. Perhaps I would have gotten over it years later on my own, but the childhood trauma and the mindset of having no one believing me would have made me a different person."
"She just gave you encouragement and you managed to overcome your nightmares with your own strength."
