[Towns are supposed to be full of hustle and bustle for the most part - even small towns usually had some air of liveliness about them...even in a dream ( Read more... )

[There’s a point when using dream-share technology for any length of time where it becomes almost impossible to dream without it. It’s an inevitable consequence that every long-term dreamer discovers sooner or later, though whether it’s merely a starting point of the damage it can cause is another matter entirely. It’s been so long now since Arthur ( Read more... )

[Willow's been practicing, and practicing with intent. This is the second or third night of sleep that she's been at this. She's at a point in her life where she feels responsible, like she's the one who has to step up and take care of things now that Buffy's gone, so when Anya tells her that A, she's seen Buffy and it wasn't the Buffybot, and B, ( Read more... )

[ Peter has no idea how he ended up here, on a couch, listening to a bunch of middle aged women and a few other assorted people talk about Pride and Prejudice. He lost count of how many times he was nearly force fed a cookie by some woman claiming that he's too skinny, and this is starting to feel like all those dreams about showing up to class ( Read more... )

[Just another day at Senkou.

Which means that Masamune isn't really paying attention in class. Honestly, why would he - even though he has a huge interest in the English language, he's already done the homework and actually skipped chapters ahead. He absently begins sketching something in his notebook, only to jolt when the teacher calls on him for ( Read more... )

This night for dreamers starts in blackness. Without form or shape, it may seem as though one is everywhere and nowhere at once. There are whispers rising from the dark from many voices, strange voices, more feelings than words. They speak of birth, life, and the inevitable death. They speak of something between death and birth, as well. Some ( Read more... )

[Duffy is moving around the modest, country kitchen efficiently and with ease. It's a familiar space for him, and when he turns towards you you'll notice he's missing his left arm from just above his elbow. He doesn't let it hold him back though, as he smiles softly and turns on the stove. He's humming Pour Some Sugar on Me as he works. He seems to ( Read more... )

[Anya is sitting behind the counter of the Magic Box, like she does most days. And she's going over one of the ledgers like she has been lately since Giles keeps making her double check everything. But she's still watching the patrons out of the corner of her eye ( Read more... )

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[What a truly fascinating place this was! Sin had been trying to investigate it as much as possible, flitting between dream worlds and conversing with the dreamers until he discovered that it seemed to be just one big shared space for dreamers. A space he wasn't entirely in control of but he was a Spirit of Dreams, he could still weave his own. Yes ( Read more... )