Log; Ongoing

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When; Dec. 22 (after midnight)
Rating; PG13 (language, violence)
Characters; Elle Driver (venomouselle), Dream (2nd_dream_king)
Summary; a visit from the Dream King to ease the serpent's sleep
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People feared the shadows because they feared the unknown. Just as they feared nightmares and dreams, sleep was an unexplored territory, no matter where, no matter the time. It was in this hour after midnight, under the cover of darkness, the tall white figure entered the woman's consciousness effortlessly, like leaves falling across the still of a lake. Just as silent. For now the dark eyes sunken into starry oblivion watched, observed the machinations of Elle Driver. What motivated her, what frightened her.

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Dream watched Odin depart on his strange steed, though hardly strange for an Endless being. His arms remain folded across his chest, he appeared thoughtful despite the storming stars in his eyes. Such threats from both wearer and owner. He wondered what circumstances had formed to even bring the Norse god and the one eyed snake together. Hn.

No, you do not, Lady Elle, the Dream King shook his head, sleep now, if you will.

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Elle blinked and softly cried out in surprise as she felt the tender skin of the inside of her eyelid roll over the smooth surface of an iris. "I-I just don't know what to say. I'm really not good at this sort of thing but thanks a fucking million."

The water around them lightened and slowly drained like a puddle in sunlight. "If you're a dream...weaver? God? Controller what's with the fuzzy bunny dreams?"

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Dreams are unique to each and every dreamer, Lady Elle, he nodded to her then gestured to the draining water, everything is molded according to the mind of that who is dreaming. All dreams and nightmares are tailored this way.

Just as you will dream of the past and of gods you will dream of rabbits and hippogriffs, of pain and suffering and perhaps a toaster eager to chase you down a great hall, the Dream King spoke absolutely serious in this case, for all those things were possibilities in dreams.

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"It's a pretty nice feature. Better than the movies," Elle wiggled her toes and felt summer blades of grass. She smiled and welcomed the soft downpour of mint leaves and Bailey's. "Lots of weird shit for lots of weird people. I just...Thanks. Thanks a bunch. You don't have to call me lady."

She stuck out her tongue to catch a few drops and sprigs. "Not bad." What could she say now? There was no way to repay the Dream King for this, it was his duty but Elle couldn't have possibly done this on her own.

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It is the least I can do, he said to Elle without explaining why. There was much history between the Norse and himself, his old self, as well as the Corinthian. The Dream King did not believe this was a concern for mortals; the less she knew the less likely Odin could use her as a bargaining chip.

Sleep well, Miss Elle, he heeded her preference for not being called 'lady' I will take my leave now. He nodded to her and began to fade with the breeze that swayed the leaves and grass.