[Masquerade]

Lourette had always been a bit different than other people. The main difference was that he could travel from dream to dream and not just his own dreams. He could enter into the dreams of other people, as well as invite them into his own dreams. He was currantly resting in one of his dreams. It was nothing more than an empty room.

It was dull and boring but Lourette didn't mind. His loneliness and longing were slowly consuming him as he waited. Waited for what? Not even he new the answer to that. He stared out at nothing, his back against the wall in his dreamscape.

He would be getting a visitor today. Lourette had seen it within his dreams but he didn't know who the visitor was or what would bring him into this dream. However, perhaps it would be nice to have some company for once? Lourette was used to being alone since he was shunned for his strange abilities and he had been able to bear it, or so he thought.

His hidden emotions of sadness and loneliness and his longing for something were eating away at him, driving him further and further into depression. That depression showed strongly within his beautiful eyes.