SLEEPING BEAUTIES: DREAM LOG

[yourkeepers]

Bewitched by the thorn's touch, you have been ensnared in the deepest of sleep. Fortunately for you, the world of Faerie doesn't end with the waking.

The world of your dreams is brighter now, more clear than you've ever witnessed it. You've been it before, you think, there fragments of yourself become reality. But now you are somehow more lucid in its presence, and it's more real - something you can reach out and touch.

You find yourself in this world, and you are not alone. Your dreams and those of other join at the edges, pulling into each other along similar threads.

And you are watched by something even greater.

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[intothehedge]

"She's a terrible witch that lives in the dreams with me. We've been fighting for ages now," she says, solemnly. "She wants to corrupt people's dreams, and it's my duty to stop her."

[chromaticscale]

She purses her lips, and her brow creases. Corrupting dreams is definitely high up there on the "not very nice things" list.

"Can you take me to her? Maybe we can work something out!"

[intothehedge]

She frowns, obviously not reacting well to that idea.

"I could probably find her if I wanted to, but it would be a very bad idea. You aren't nearly strong enough to face her like that, as you are."

[chromaticscale]

She fancies herself plenty strong enough to do what's right, but then again she's never met this witch.

"What do I need to do, then? To get strong enough?"

[intothehedge]

"It's different here than it is in the real world," she says. "It takes time...I could show you, but I'd have to find you here again."

[chromaticscale]

"Lots of good things do!" There's not a lot that gets her down, certainly not having to work for something. "I'll stay right here."

[intothehedge]

She smiles, warmly but in a way that suggests the girl might not know the whole of it. "Here," she says holding out her hand.

A ruby cut into the shape of a rain drop rests in her palm.

"I'll have to leave you soon," she says, "but if you keep this, I will be able to find you anywhere."

[chromaticscale]

"Really?" She inspects the ruby in her palm before she closes her fingers around it. She's not sure how but she trusts that it will work. Why shouldn't she? "Okay, I'll keep it safe!"

[intothehedge]

"I'm glad to have met you," she says. "I hope you can find your way here again."

[chromaticscale]

"I'm sure I can manage!" She floats, a little awkwardly. Does that mean she should say goodbye? She doesn't really want to leave yet.

[intothehedge]

Apparently she means it the other way around. Because a few moments later, the woman seems to have simply vanished from existence.

[chromaticscale]

Well then. Not much she can do about that. She considers the ruby in her palm again, then shrugs it off, and goes back to playing with the fish, hoping the girl will be okay. There's not much she can do but she's sure it'll all work itself out.