Event | Landfall | Dreaming

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The realm of Dreaming as accessed via Sinbrilee
Situation: Dreaming is but one of the three realms and here characters are subject to their fanciful thoughts.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!

Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death

Life. Dreaming. Death. Three realms overlaid upon one another and yet each distinctly their own. They dwell in Life and do so live upon the back of the great turtle as those of Sinbrilee did upon the shell of his sister. However, there stand numerous arches of marble throughout the ruined city that are inlaid with runes beyond understanding. Those that live and breathe which step through those whose runes glow with faint, iridescent light tread instead into the realm of Dreaming.

Here, there exists no single defining characteristic beyond the visitor's imagination. The landscape sculpts to their individual thoughts, the events to their dreams. From a drab gray nothing to the most brilliant of displays, the senses perceive all that they wish to perceive for all that nothing here truly exists. This far from Tu Vishan, the ability to shape their surroundings is all they have, for Sinbrilee's Dreaming does not have the energy to sustain powers, only the bodies of those that dwell here.

Should two parties near, then the Mesh begins. Dreams, you see, not only can be shared, but they strive to be. These visions sculpted into reality reach out for one another and blend. They begin an exchange akin to a linking of the minds, within which one visitor can learn the other's deepest thoughts. Their limitation is but compatibility, for two minds that cannot flow upon the same current cannot hold the Mesh.

Happiness or loss, the landscape and events play out memories and fancies with a most convincing air. The mood rises and falls with the tide of the visitor's mind, detached as they are from the soothing influence of a great turtle's mind. Nothing here, however, is real; 'constructs' simply fade if taken through the archways and even the greatest scientific minds or tools will reveal nothing of its source. This is an ancient magic of an ancient realm, long practised in concealing itself from any prying.

Note: Due to the fluid and highly individual nature of Dreaming, no official subheaders will be provided in the comments of this post. Feel free to post and thread however you like, so long as the rules of Dreaming are adhered to.

Comments

[relentlesstide]

[It's easier for Arthur, he's seen gods and monsters, he's fought them, he's seen forces bigger than the world level cities. He doesn't have much faith in the gods themselves, but he likes to believe that there's something good in the universe.]

Knowing isn't always the same as feeling it, I know. Belief takes time. [He speaks quietly, tries to sound encouraging. The struggle is different for everyone, after all.] Everyone's journey is different. Don't beat yourself up if it takes more twists and turns than most. You'll find it.

[definingfuture]

[The encouragement is welcome, and far more than Tony deserves. It's almost funny the way Arthur's confidence makes him feel better on principle. Something about the surety with which he says everything makes Tony think that even if they don't now each other that well, Arthur is still right.]

Did anyone ever tell you you'd make one hell of a motivational speaker? Seriously. You should consider taking it up some time.

And thank you.

[relentlesstide]

[It's a talent he's developed over the years. If a leader can't be confident and sure of himself, neither can his people, nor can they follow without doubt.]

I was a king once. It comes with the territory, I suppose.