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I look forward to exploring that concept later this evening.
[Dream's eyes are no longer quite the same inhuman midnight sky they usually are in human form, but he's still looking at her with intent and want. It's only the realization he doesn't have his funds on hand that makes him look rueful instead, though he gives an agreeable nod as she says she'll pay. For the best, as while Dream does know an immortal on earth, Pharamond, who could help him with financial and transportation issues, he'd rather not open that can of worms.]
No, I suppose I do not. I'll have to, what's the expression, muddle through somehow?
What do you enjoy viewing on your walks? Are we heading anywhere in particular?
[Dream's eyes are no longer quite the same inhuman midnight sky they usually are in human form, but he's still looking at her with intent and want. It's only the realization he doesn't have his funds on hand that makes him look rueful instead, though he gives an agreeable nod as she says she'll pay. For the best, as while Dream does know an immortal on earth, Pharamond, who could help him with financial and transportation issues, he'd rather not open that can of worms.]
No, I suppose I do not. I'll have to, what's the expression, muddle through somehow?
What do you enjoy viewing on your walks? Are we heading anywhere in particular?
[Her shiver has nothing to do with the cold. His eyes might be the most noticeable change, they are still dark. But more like the deep sea than the whole galaxy.]
That's what I'm here for. To make sure you are fed and cared for.
I usually go to the park, there is one with a really pretty fountain.
That's what I'm here for. To make sure you are fed and cared for.
I usually go to the park, there is one with a really pretty fountain.
It matters to you that I enjoy this human experience, doesn't it?
[He knows the answer to that, and he gives her arms a squeeze.]
A fountain sounds like a lovely place to feed the birds. Shall we pop in quick at a market on the way to pick up food for them?
[He knows the answer to that, and he gives her arms a squeeze.]
A fountain sounds like a lovely place to feed the birds. Shall we pop in quick at a market on the way to pick up food for them?
It does. Being human has changed me, and this will help you understand it.
[It will probably help the Dreamers in general, but there's also a personal element.]
Sure. I could use a warm drink if we are going to be outside.
[It will probably help the Dreamers in general, but there's also a personal element.]
Sure. I could use a warm drink if we are going to be outside.
I had not considered that. As it relates to humanity in general, yes. To us, though... you make a fair point.
[He gives a nod at the rest, them slipping into a corner store when they come across it. He's both baffled and enamored by it. He wanders the aisles, stares too long at the items. The other patrons give him peculiar looks as they often have to walk around him.
He's clearly never been in a store before in his existence.
When someone offers him a free sample he stares at them, then looks at Stella, then looks back.]
I will require two of your goods, under the condition I am not required to make purchase of more.
[The vendor gives him a confused look but offers two small samples of some cheese spread on a cracker along with tiny cups of wine.]
[He gives a nod at the rest, them slipping into a corner store when they come across it. He's both baffled and enamored by it. He wanders the aisles, stares too long at the items. The other patrons give him peculiar looks as they often have to walk around him.
He's clearly never been in a store before in his existence.
When someone offers him a free sample he stares at them, then looks at Stella, then looks back.]
I will require two of your goods, under the condition I am not required to make purchase of more.
[The vendor gives him a confused look but offers two small samples of some cheese spread on a cracker along with tiny cups of wine.]
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What do you do, then, when it becomes unbearable?
I bear it.
Or else my sister tosses pigeon feed at me.
Or else my sister tosses pigeon feed at me.
Is the pelting of pigeon feed the punishment, or does she expect Stymphalian pigeons to rip you to shreds?
Death is not nearly so blood-thirsty for the latter to apply.
[Stella laughs as she takes in the throne room. She leaves his side to go look at the decorations.]
It is a vibe. The throne looks friendly.
It is a vibe. The throne looks friendly.
It looks gaudy and ridiculous. Yet it seems to make those who view it happy, so.
[He's left it alone.]
[He's left it alone.]
[ Ah, the sister that Burgess tried to capture. What an idiot. ]
Then you must simply suffer the indignity of your sister pelting you with bird feed.
Then you must simply suffer the indignity of your sister pelting you with bird feed.
Indeed. There are far worse fates than her involvement in my existence, so I can't complain.
Is she older or younger than you? If you have such distinctions, that is.
There is, yes. Destiny came into being first, followed by Death. I came after the both of them. Once the first creature in the galaxy dreamed, so was I then there for them.
Life however began and ended long before that first happened. And my sister was there for them. As she will be until the last living thing ceases to exist.
Life however began and ended long before that first happened. And my sister was there for them. As she will be until the last living thing ceases to exist.
That makes sense, even by the teachings of our Clergy. One's destiny comes first, even before one is conceived, and upon conception, one is immediately destined for death. Such is the way of things.
And then we dream.
I look forward to meeting her.
And then we dream.
I look forward to meeting her.
She is by far the most agreeable of my siblings to meet. Though much of humanity seems to feel otherwise.
I would not figure you to be one who feared death, though.
I would not figure you to be one who feared death, though.
I think it is not her they fear, but the unknown. The idea of change. The idea that what good they have now will be lost. The question, "What if what lies beyond death is worse? Or what if there's nothing?" Additionally, the knowledge that some deaths come with excruciating pain. There is also losing their loved ones.
I indeed do not fear death. Why would I, when I know where I will go next?
I indeed do not fear death. Why would I, when I know where I will go next?
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I would agree with you, although she understandably often becomes the focal point for such fears. Whereas in dreams people can enjoy entertaining what if's, in control of which they try in the waking world, what comes beyond death is often a mystery many find out of their hands.
I do admire your conviction, Sister.
I do admire your conviction, Sister.
It makes me pretty happy too.
[She sits on the throne and puts on the Santa hat.]
Can I be Lord of the Dreaming for a little bit?
[She sits on the throne and puts on the Santa hat.]
Can I be Lord of the Dreaming for a little bit?
[He gives her an amused look as he watches her. At least Matthew isn't around to join in right now. He begins to trail up the stairs after her, nearly appearing like he's floating with his efforts.]
Would you wish to be in charge of the Dreaming?
Would that leave me to inspire artists instead?
Would you wish to be in charge of the Dreaming?
Would that leave me to inspire artists instead?
Could be a fun change of pace. Though I don't know that I could handle the Dreaming.
[She holds out a hand to him.]
[She holds out a hand to him.]
I don't like it when I'm not in control, yes. But thankfully there is one entity that I would accede control to, and that is my boss. And thankfully yet again, he's in charge of where I go in the afterlife.
Someone told me that I was "psychopathically" devoted to my job. I consider that a compliment.
Someone told me that I was "psychopathically" devoted to my job. I consider that a compliment.
I do enjoy the company of artists, but I think I am better suited to inspiring through dreams than your methods.
[Coming to stand beside her on the throne, he accepts her hand and laces their fingers together.]
[Coming to stand beside her on the throne, he accepts her hand and laces their fingers together.]
I think we are well suited to our respective positions. Though I like sitting on a throne.
[She brings their joined hands up to kiss his knuckles.]
[She brings their joined hands up to kiss his knuckles.]
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