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[charmprince]

[She wakes with a start, slapping the Forge from her bedside table and sending it rattling to the floor, where it promptly turns on. A lucky thing she's been too chilly to not sleep without a nightgown, probably, because she throws her covers off with shaking hands, and then her gaze scans the shadows of the candlelamp-lit room before releasing a

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[charmprince]

Not entirely sure, myself.

Seems like a lot of people are having strange dreams, though-- the same dreams, mostly. It's the Mist-- it has to be the Mist.

But not everyone is sharing the same dreams. A few people seem to dream of one thing. A few more of another.

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[charmprince]

Well... I don't know, exactly, myself. The way it was explained to me, it seems to be ether, consolidated. Hugely concentrated magic-- the kind of thing that seems to affect everyone when it's thick. It's not so bad most of the time, but sometimes it thickens.

That's when the weird things begin. Like these shared dreams, or ghosts able to manifest bodily, or things like that.

It's what makes some magic from home so difficult, and it's what gives people... stronger abilities here, or new ones entirely. Or so I've been led to believe.

[voice]

[lumenrelegandus]

Your turn after all?

[voice]

[charmprince]

[A little bit pained:]

Seems like it, though I didn't hear any song at all...

[voice]

[lumenrelegandus]

[genuinely] Are you all right?

[voice]

[charmprince]

I'm...

It brought back some memories, but I'm fine. [Like the feel of impact to her skull-- but she refuses to try to remember that.] It wasn't very beautiful, though.

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[soulbetween]

I'd wager it's the Mist, since it isn't just you. I had the same dream, myself... and I don't think we're the only ones.

... I'm sure it means something, but all we can do for now is wait and be on our guard. Be careful out there.

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[charmprince]

You saw them too, then?

[A little sigh of relief.]

So I'm not going insane. Good.

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[soulbetween]

No, you're probably as sane as the rest of us, if that's any comfort.

[ She laughs a little, but it sounds more rueful than anything. ]

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[charmprince]

Better to be a group with questionable sanity than just one person, though, right? [Her tone is light, meant mostly to cheer someone up-- though who knows who.]

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[malfattore]

It appears I haven't missed much in my absence. The Mist still plays its games with us.

Nothing changes.

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[charmprince]

You were expecting it to change? [Her tone is really more of a scoff. Places like this never changed-- well, not for the positive.]

I don't mind when my undergarments come to life and attack me. I can tolerate being haunted by little girls. But I really wish the Mist would stay out of my dreams.

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[malfattore]

Not so much expecting as hoping-- {And a resigned laugh here, a sigh} But I can't see it coming.

Agreed. A little too... intimate, that is.

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[charmprince]

Yeah. Between this and seeing everyone's thoughts and memories-- and them, seeing mine...

Well, it's not something I'm too pleased about.

[yetsleeping]

Things in black?

...it may have been the same one I had.

[charmprince]

Were you starving-- in the dream, I mean.

[yetsleeping]

Yes, that's the one. It was um.

Disturbing.

[charmprince]

That's... That's definitely a word for it.