[mingle] what's the dream and what's the reality?

[lovetheme]

Lately the castle's nights have been very clear and almost warm, even up so high among the clouds as they are. But regardless of the weather, they are generally peaceful nights, and few things seem to stir during them...apart from the castle's inhabitants, be it with late-night roving or with sleep. The dreams, by extension, are at least undisturbed...if maybe not always pleasant. That sort of thing tends to vary by the person, of course.

But now--and for several nights, consecutively--the castle residents may find their dreams starting to take on stranger shapes: memories they've never had, friends that don't usually arrive, strangers they've never seen. These odd impressions might cling and continue to confuse even upon waking, vivid as they were; was it really just a dream, or maybe something more...? Does that newcomer in your dream remember you there too, in the daytime?

Either way, there seems to be an strange energy in the air during these nights. And it's bringing dreams together.

((ooc: And here's the catch-all post for the dream-sharing event! Feel free to top-level with your character's dreams here, or thread around in others! The event should only last about a week, but backtagging is eternal c: The ooc planning post can be found here!))

Comments

[dustless]

They cling to her. Maybe they're starting to believe her. Maybe. It's too dark to see their face.

It's gone. It's empty. It's broken. It's gone. Can't go back. Can't find it. It's gone.

[lostinmyway]

She settles her arms more comfortably around them, even attempting to draw them into her lap.

"Oh. I'm sorry." She's quiet for just a moment. Then: "Why don't you stay with me?"

[dustless]

The child feels so tiny against her.

What if I say yes and you forget me too?

The darkness is pressing in like walls.

[lostinmyway]

But Grune had stopped noticing anything around her long ago. All of her attention is on the child.

"I won't ever forget you. I promise. We'll be friends forever."

[dustless]

They turn to bury their face against her chest. Their tears are smears of rainbow, glowing neon in the darkness.

[lostinmyway]

Grune lets them cry their pretty rainbow tears, staying exactly where she is. She hums a soft song that neither of them would recognise and waits. If she needs to stay here for hours and hours, then that's what she'll do.

[dustless]

Not quite that long, but a while. Enough for the darkness to slowly fade into something lighter.

They're still surrounded by bookshelves, but it's an entirely different place now. A library. One in a school, it looks like.

...sorry. Sorry I'm scared.

[lostinmyway]

All Grune notices of the change is that it's now easier to see her friend.

Right away, she says, "It's all right. It's okay to feel scared. You don't have to say sorry."