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Jan 27, 2006 14:21

Dream enters, in his normal method.

Which is to say that where there was an empty space there is, slowly, no longer an empty space.

It could be considered that this mode of arriving is like a mirage in reverse: a wavering, a blurring, a twisting, and he is there.

Indeed, the wavering and twisting does not exactly stop even when he is fully manifest. The sleeves and hem of the robe of nightmare and fire twist in their own breeze ever so gently as the Lord of Dreams rests chin on hand and observes the patrons.

sunny baudelaire, lucy pevensie

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