A little boy and a little girl, hand in hand, walk through the area. The little boy seems a lot more nervous while the little girl seems curious. They never seem to let go of each other. Both wear yellow raincoats and have heterochromia eyes, one pure white while the other pure black.
The Dreamholder observes them from the window of the hotel.
The boy tries to drag his sister back to somewhere but the little girl seems to just want to jump in puddles.
The Dreamholder in human guise appears from an alley. "Hey, you two. Are you okay? Most people don't go out here."
They stare at him for a moment before backing away. The little boy leans into his sisters ear "Strain-ger.."
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 80
They both collapse on the ground.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 80
They both collapse on the ground.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
The boy looks startled at the lack of noise and begins to claw at his throat, crying quietly. His sister doesn't seem to notice this because of the silence.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Sleep. 93
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They both collapse on the ground.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Am I too late to join?*
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*certainly not!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*ok*
I wake up in a dark room
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'Hey there'. A guy in a khaki cap comes over to you. 'Who are you?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"The question I should ask is who are YOU?" I reply
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"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'I'm Soldier Tao, of the Order of Fear and Honour.'. He shows you a tattoo of a mouth of fangs, with 'Fear and Honour' spelled out on the fangs
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Ok...? I'm Valhalla, King of The Land of Dragons. Why am I here? What's Going on?" I have a huge suspicion of Soldier Tao.
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His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The boy looks startled at the lack of noise and begins to claw at his throat, crying quietly. His sister doesn't seem to notice this because of the silence.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘