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He didn’t know what to make of it - the blobfish, Lute, Moira being fired from a fricking cannon - so he simply cheered as their combined effort brought the Dream Eater down. In the end, it was not skill or pure strength that beat it, but hope and imagination. These were things that the Pride had in excess, and it warmed Dylan’s heart to be part of such a close group of friends. 

[i]“Serves that prick right,” Moira grumbled, folding her arms over her chest. “You don’t fuck with the Pride.”[/i]

Dylan laughed at that. “Oh Moira, don’t ever change.” 

[i]“Now,” A voice called out from behind them, illuminating the presence of Marcus who smiled towards all of them. “Now it’s time for us all to wake up.”[/i]

“Yes,” Dylan said with a smile. He was eager to forget the nightmares that this place had stirred in him, the false visions of Tobias and the man he feared he was becoming. But this had shone a new light on it all - as long as he was with his friends, he could never lose his path. 

The landscape around him bled out of existence, burning into a blinding vision of pure white. “See you all on the other side.”