You feel as if you’re floating endlessly in a sea of emotions, dreams, and ideas. A realm of pure thought embraces your very being. Wherever you are now, it’s nowhere you’ve been before. Or… nowhere you’ve been before while consciously aware. Something within you tells you that this is familiar. A place you’ve seen before, but not quite grasped fully.
Like a word on the tip of your tongue.
Words echo in your head, bouncing around like noise crashing down a tunnel. Your head aches. Reflexively, your body moves to react. Clutch your head in pain? Wince? Look for the cause? Nothing happens. There is no form for you here. You are something else.
As you wonder and touch upon the idea of being without form, the crashing noise subsides as it hits a soft wool. You see a shape. And you hear a voice.
"I'm happy that we have the chance to meet again, under better circumstances now. Let your hearts be calmed, there is no danger here to be concerned of. At least, not at this very moment.” She pauses, looking mournfully hesitant. “I would say to speak freely, but our state of affairs leaves me with little room to maneuver.”
"I apologize my initial meeting had been turbulent, and my follow-up less so. It was not my intention to leave so abruptly and without warning. I am here now, though. I hope that is reassuring." Her flowing dress folds as she sits. “Our connection is stable, but it is taxing. If you have questions to ask, please consider your words before speaking. I surmise I can only support six before… a possibility of retribution.”
Chapter 4: Watcher's Reverie
You're all here in this weird dream world! But you are armed with (six, to be precise) a limited amount of questions to quell your parched curiosity. Discuss and try to make the most of it.
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