Although Woe certainly felt the compulsion to seek company in the Dreamscapes, he couldn’t put his finger on the reasons for his search for pupils in the exploration of Emea. Perhaps it was to garner extra perspectives, such as that offered by different points of view. Maybe it simply was the need for company or safety in numbers.
Whatever the case, he thought Kotton had an interesting enough perspective and potential for dreamwalking, that he might be of use in Woe’s own explorations, just as Woe would offer to be in Kotton’s, should he ask.
Woe made the vine-like appendage in this dreamscape of Kottons. It would take some of his capacity for generating matter in the dreamscapes of others,
As Kotton began to stir, awakened by enthusiasm, Woe felt the vibrations through the alien dreamscape he was inhabiting. He held onto the vine, and through it returned to his own waking body. As he passed through the veil and into his Dreamscape, he felt his hand clutching something cold and vibrating with emean energy.
Rubbing his head, he wondered how it was possible that his body had become a fracture unto itself. Another more mercantile minded might’ve rejoiced at such a development, but Woe found it only birthed greater concerns. That his body functioned as a break in reality.
Strange indeed.
Whatever the case, he thought Kotton had an interesting enough perspective and potential for dreamwalking, that he might be of use in Woe’s own explorations, just as Woe would offer to be in Kotton’s, should he ask.
Woe made the vine-like appendage in this dreamscape of Kottons. It would take some of his capacity for generating matter in the dreamscapes of others,
something earned through a long practice of travelling Emea.
. He might reclaim it later, depending on need or as he grew familiar enough with Kotton to find him without such an aid. But for now he was content to leave a trace of his own Dream-Avatar behind.As Kotton began to stir, awakened by enthusiasm, Woe felt the vibrations through the alien dreamscape he was inhabiting. He held onto the vine, and through it returned to his own waking body. As he passed through the veil and into his Dreamscape, he felt his hand clutching something cold and vibrating with emean energy.
In his hand, as he awoke, was a small well from the fracturing of the space in which he slept, as he passed through the Veil to find other dreamers.
It was a dark well, radiating darkness, a midnyte well. He’d probably show it to his Fractive Studies professor at the academy upon inspection but for now, he tucked it safely in a locked drawer.Rubbing his head, he wondered how it was possible that his body had become a fracture unto itself. Another more mercantile minded might’ve rejoiced at such a development, but Woe found it only birthed greater concerns. That his body functioned as a break in reality.
Strange indeed.
