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[thelordofdreams]

Dream had taken to long walks, mostly at night, though sometimes he was restless, like today. He did a lot of thinking, mostly about mortality, about the things he had taken for granted, about home, oh, how he missed his Realm. Walking here was nothing like walking there. The terrain never changed

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[flowers_on_skin]

"What have you got there, my Lord of Dreams and Nightmares?" she said, coming up behind him barefoot on the sand, her hair twisted back from her face, her shirt ridden up to flash a strip of belly. "Secrets or wonders or something entirely mundane?"

[thelordofdreams]

Dream turned and looked at her. "It's nothing," he said. "I mean... it's just a stone. How are you, Eostre?"

[flowers_on_skin]

"Still pregnant," she said, with a grin. "But holding up, never-the-less. How about you, Dream? Holding on?"

[thelordofdreams]

"I can see that," Dream said with a slight smile tugging at his lips. "Yes, I'd say I'm holding on. I'm still here, aren't I?"

[flowers_on_skin]

"Apparently so," said Eostre, with a grin. "But if you turn sideways on, I might lose sight of you, old friend."