It was late at night. There was no light at all, for the new moon blanketed the window in darkness. On a twin-sized bed in the middle of the room, a figure stirred momentarily, rolling onto her side. However, she didn't wake up; Crystal was a very sound sleeper, and her sleep was always dreamless, never any memories, fantasies, or nightmares to disturb her. That was how she always slept.

But tonight was different.

The door to her room creaked open, and a lone figure walked in, taking care not to make too much noise. One of Obsidian's glove gemstones glowed softly, giving her enough light to see, but not enough to disturb Crystal's sleep. She walked over to Crystal's bed, kneeling by her.

"Crystal..." Obsidian whispered, "As long as I can remember, you've always been asleep, dreaming your single dream... the dream that covers your eyes during the day, and stops you from seeing anything else. A world where flowers always grow, where there is always and only kindness and goodness..."

Obsidian closed her eyes, a tear sliding down her cheek. "... it is a beautiful dream, but... it's only a dream... Sister, you won't be able to grow this way... you need to wake up..."

She held one hand above her heart, averting her face away from Crystal, "Yet... part of me doesn't want you to wake up... you are happy, with the sweet bliss of unknowing... but I know what I have to do. You looked after me, and you helped me come into the light, when I was only dark... Now it's my turn... to help you... so that you can finally grow and live."

Obsidian slowly lowered her face so that it was next to Crystal. Both of their forehead gemstones resonated softly, one blue, one red, both ready for what was going to happen.

"... you might not forgive me... but this is for you... Sister... it's time... for you to wake up..."

With that, Obsidian closed her eyes, and brought her forehead gemstone to touch Crystal's.

A few minutes later, Obsidian exited Crystal's place, wiping tears away from her eyes.

"I'm... already having second thoughts..." Obsidian murmured, "I feel... so guilty... But... what's done can't be undone... I'm sorry."

Unable to bring herself to stop crying, Obsidian ran down the street.

A red sun rose, bringing with it the morning.