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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[justbeclaws]

Maybe is good enough for her, when the sunlight is blistering on her skin. "Well then, come on!" she says, taking him by the hand. "Hurrrry and get out of the sun!"

She begins to tug him back toward the welcoming shade of the oasis.

[hand_of_courage]

She took his hand. She was holding his hand. He didn't know why, but it made his chest tighten and his stomach churn like it had little butterflies in it. His skin blushed a light red on his cheeks, darkening the wood.

"O-okay," he stammered, letting her guide him while his fingers curled tentatively to entwine with hers. "It's nice to meet you."

[justbeclaws]

"Nice to meet you too! But hurrrry!" She pulled him along faster, not noticing - it was hard to notice things under this sun. Back under the trees, she smiled and stopped as the shade let her skin cool to a comfortable temperature. But she didn't let go of his hand. It was nice, holding hands, she discovered, with someone she might or might not know. Warm, not like the sun but like - her lusus purring on dark season days, white fur soft around her, keeping her oh-so-safe -

She rocked back on her heels and clenched his hand tightly for a stunned heartbeat. "...Oh. That was the word I was looking for!"

Apologies for the delay. Was on a much needed hiatus.

[hand_of_courage]

"You were looking for the word 'hurry'?" he asked in confusion. That seemed a very odd word to look for. If it was important, it was certainly worth finding, but hurrying... well, that wasn't a particularly uncommon occurrence.

No problem!

[justbeclaws]

"No, 'lusus'," she said, still distracted by the sudden wave of memory. "I was looking forr it beforre, but I couldn't find it, and it suddenly turrned up! How did that happen, I wonderr..."

Re: No problem!

[hand_of_courage]

He squeezed her hand, taking comfort in the action as he tried to close the distance between them by a step, "What does lusus mean?"

[justbeclaws]

She didn't wonder why he didn't know the word; after all, she hadn't known it until just a minute ago. "It's...the crreaturre who takes carre of you, when you'rre small and can't take carre of yourrself. They rraise you up and teach you what you need to know. Mine taught me how to hunt and expurrrr and...and everrything." It felt like the memories were a cloud of snow swirling round her, little bits and pieces that all linked back to her lusus.