"What?"
The Nightmare's thought, charged with intense emotion, slammed directly and with perfect clarity into his mind. Roland froze for a moment, even subconsciously reaching up to his ear as if to check that he wasn't just hearing things.
It was currently the year 487 of the Crystal Calendar. There was no way Holland could be deceiving him about the date.
And although he already knew he would become acquainted with this Nightmare before the year 490 of the Crystal Calendar,
in his theories, that meeting was supposed to have happened in the more distant "past," perhaps through some unknown adventure or opportunity, such as…
this very encounter.
However, the Nightmare's reaction completely upended that theory.
Its tone, so familiar it was almost a complaint; the name "Roland," spoken without a hint of hesitation...
Roland was certain that at this point in time, he had never revealed his real name to this Nightmare.
The only possibility...
