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[sleepsanddreams]

A short distance away from you, you see a bed of fine, golden sand. Almost imperceptible drafts float by, stirring up a few grains of sand into a miniature whirlwind. On that golden bed lies a young girl with the countenance of a porcelain doll - pale and unmoving. At first appearance, she seems dead, but if you watch carefully, you can see her

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[history_in_dust]

*bounces a bit excitedly* Cecy! *spins around to follow her on the wind and the eyes and everything around him* Cecy! Cecy! You're here! I missed you!

[sleepsanddreams]

*moves from the cat back into her own body, sitting up and laughing once she arrives*

Timothy! *pulls him into a hug* It's been too long!

[history_in_dust]

*hugs back tightly with a bright smile* I really have missed you, Cecy. How are you?

[sleepsanddreams]

*smiles back* Positively wonderful. Just an hour ago, I was inside the mind of a new-born fawn and -- Oh, if you let me keep talking, I'll go on for ages. How are you, Timothy?

[godsayshi]

Oh, er - hello. *smiles* If you can hear me, that is. It's nice to meet you.

[sleepsanddreams]

*has already been "awoken" by her brother, so sits up more and smiles back*

He loves you a lot.

[godsayshi]

...Er.

*stare* Um. How do you know about that...?!

[sleepsanddreams]

Oh! *kindly* Well, it's quite obvious, is it not? *smiles mysteriously*

[mostgiftedwitch]

Errmm... Hullo? Please don't poke around my brain too much? I'm quite attached to it the way it is. *smiles pleasantly*

Oh... and I'm Hermione Granger.

[sleepsanddreams]

*runs some of the sand through her fingers and laughs*

You've felt me there? Some people do. Don't worry - I only look around; I don't touch. *smiles*

I know. I'm Cecy.

[knightly_affair]

*blinks and wonders if Cecy's a witch ...then remembers he doesn't CARE about witches, as he's the son of one*

A pleasure, miss.

[sleepsanddreams]

*smiles* Sir Lancelot. I have only been briefly acquainted with you, but I must say that I admire you so.

[knightly_affair]

Oh! *grins rather charmingly* Why thank you, miss. I'm honoured.

[onlyachild]

*smiles brightly* ...Hullo? Are you another child?

[sleepsanddreams]

*thinks about it for a moment, and laughs*

I suppose I'm a 14 year old child at heart, but I've lived much longer than that. Greetings, Alice. *smiles*

[onlyachild]

*looks confused* Oh.

It's... nice to meet you. *curtsies* I'm seven. And a half.

[sleepsanddreams]

It's nice to meet you, too.