OOC: This was all slow played over the past week and is posted with permission.
Obviously, this is locked to IC comments, but OOC spectators and comments are welcome.
Thanks to
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Dream closed his eyes. When he opened them, he was on a sandy beach at the edge of the Dreaming, a place where his realm bled into other places and worlds and his powers were limited.
A horse trippeded in the sound, accompanied by baying wolves and deep red blood flowing down its hide.
Dream watched this, unsure what he was seeing and whether the ripple in the Dreaming was enough to justify his intervention. He watched with fire in his dark eyes.
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