Alize wasn't a particularly vivid dreamer.
Usually her dreams were disconnected things that made no sense, and when she woke up she was usually left with some kind of leftover feeling rather than any clear images or memories of what she had dreamed about. Even staying so long at the Black Order hadn't changed that, although every time she woke up she expected to be in her room back in Widow's Kiss, and had to remind herself each morning of where she was.
( So waking up in a weird, blue-gray monochrome world that was completely unfamiliar was more than a little confusing. )
Usually her dreams were disconnected things that made no sense, and when she woke up she was usually left with some kind of leftover feeling rather than any clear images or memories of what she had dreamed about. Even staying so long at the Black Order hadn't changed that, although every time she woke up she expected to be in her room back in Widow's Kiss, and had to remind herself each morning of where she was.
( So waking up in a weird, blue-gray monochrome world that was completely unfamiliar was more than a little confusing. )
