Room 303, Friday morning
Leto slept, while the dreams of early morning made him turn now and then. Fandom and Arrakis had merged into an odd world, and people he knew from both places mingled with long dead ancestors. It wasn't quite a pleasant place, but like with most dreams, waking up by choice wasn't an option.
[for one. ETA: NWS]
[for one. ETA: NWS]