--GOLD, EMERALD, AND CYAN--
“Where am I?” The last thing Arthur remembered was fainting after remembering something from his distant past and meeting a golden haired, golden eyed woman. So he was asleep. However, he knew dreams were often things you liked to think about, the opposite for nightmares. They were unrealistic, but Arthur knew there was something wrong if it felt as if he were awake instead of asleep.
The place he was in wasn’t even anywhere close to the dreamscape he was used to. It was a dark alleyway, both sides open so light from both sides seeped in. The buildings on either side of the alleyway were to