You slowly look around your surroundings. This isn't your room. This isn't your bed. You were surrounded by literal stars. Must be another lucid dream. Huh.

It's like you're walking on air, expect the surrounds are millions of bright stars and white streaks around you. The "floor" is like a faded mirror, and your reflection is like your shadow, but you can catch a glimpse of what you actually look like. Really odd. What does this dream mean?

"Salutations, and welcome!!"

Huh?! Was this a dream person? You turn, and this stranger you do not recognize at ALL. And they seemed odd. Their eyes... were they okay? Or just tired?

Snowglobe flicked her cape, twirling the corner on her finger as she took a step towards you, silently judging.

"Hm. You seem like a nice person. I'm Snowglobe. You are... eh, doesn't matter. Not like you can talk."

She shrugs it off with a slight roll of her eyes, turning so the back of her cape now faces you in all it's glory. Safe to say, she hasn't realized you are lucid yet.