Take my hand....

[yumemi_no_ou]

Characters: Shin and anyone.
Open? Yep
Where: In your dreams
When: GHB 14
What: Shin's playing around with the Dreaming to try and find some of the answers. Or at least something more than he can find in the Waking.
Warnings: Shin will likely god-mod the setting of whatever dream he enters. It's just kinda what he does. Also, purple prose inner monologue. Again, it's what he does :)



There was sometimes a fine line between the Dreaming and the Waking. Like twilight times between day and night where the memories of dreams still lingered even as tired eyes looked forward into the daylight.

It was a tricky state to replicate, but something Shin had been working on ever since he had realized that his soul didn't fit right in his body any more. Walking the Waking world as a Dreamer, bridging the two worlds as only someone who was becoming the Lord of the Dreaming could... it was almost easier than walking while awake in his broken body.

The only trouble was that it was as if he were a ghost, drifting effortlessly through the streets, searching for the echoes of dreams from the houses around him. The pale bubbles of the locals paper-thin dreams were like those from soap, popping as he drifted near, fading at the slightest touch like shadows to the light....

It was frustrating. To go from a world so rich in dreams, where every person who slept had a rich full dream he could walk into, to one where the number of true dreamers were like flowers in a desert....

He smacked away the thin dream of a napping guard out of spite as he drifted by. Surely someone with a soul was asleep...


[[OoC: Anyone sensitive to spirits or whatever, feel free to spot Shin floating around in town. Everyone else, set up a dream and receive a visitor!]]

Comments

[entirelybonkers]

It's certainly chaotic; and it's certainly quite the sight to behold. Colors are rampant here - no black and white simple dreams for Alice Kingsleigh. For all intents and purposes, it's really not a dream.

At least, not to Miss Kingsleigh.

Alice is quite enraptured in the dance and its only every so often that she tears her eyes away and even then it is only for a brief moment, either to steady her codfish or to sip at her tea.

Should he wander close enough, Alice would lean over and whisper conspiratorially -

"Do you see the man, just there? Behind the Hatter? He fancies himself a dancer, but I rather think he'd be much better off as a marshmallow roaster."

[yumemi_no_ou]

Shin blinked. "I guess that'd be an easier job..." he offered, a bit unsure how to roll with the chaotic nature of the dream. He really had far more experience with the more solid dreams...

[entirelybonkers]

"I suppose it depends on your talent as a Roaster," she mused, tapping her finger to her chin. "Have you ever been a Roaster? I should think it a rather fun job, though I can't imagine what one would smell like at the end of the day. Smoke and charcoal, this and that."

She leans back and a cry echoes out; a low pitched, angry shriek that rattles to teacups on the table.

"Oh dear," she said sadly, staring at the rippling liquid. "I do believe that's the Jabberwocky."

[yumemi_no_ou]

... Well that placed the main influence of the dream...

"...Should I make it go away?"

He was getting better at this asking before he changed things thing. Sometimes. He was trying, anyway.

[entirelybonkers]

She tilts her head and peeeers at him, sniffing once before looking back up.

"Can you? How?"

[yumemi_no_ou]

...to break the dream or not...

There was a moment's hesitation before he finally went with "Magic."

[entirelybonkers]

Alice blinks.

"How truly fascinating. Please do, by all means. I would so love to see a bit of magic."

[yumemi_no_ou]

The young man smiled, holding up his hand and concentrating, reaching out to the fabric of the dream to find the source of the disturbance and remove it.

It wasn't very flashy to look at, really.

[entirelybonkers]

...Well that's rather disappointing.

Still, Alice watches curiously all the same, eyes wide, expression intrigued.

"What are you doing, precisely?"

[yumemi_no_ou]

"Changing the makeup of the d--" Crap. "Of the area. Removing the thing that's causing the problem. It's a bit like untangling knots, kinda. Only the knots aren't really knots, they're things that shouldn't be there. Or that you just don't want there."