Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dreamwalker part 2 event
Where: In your dreams
When: October 14th-20th (the second log will go up on Oct 23rd, please keep the two weeks of the event separate!)
Warnings: All different kinds of dreams falling under the umbrella of Delight, Rage, Sorrow, and Hope.

This time, the weird stuff doesn't happen when you're awake- as a matter of fact, your waking hours are the normal ones. That's because you're forced to sleep by some unknown entity, getting more and more exhausted by the moment as night falls. Better make sure you're always around a soft pillow.

Once asleep, it doesn't get any less weird- your dreams will be influenced by one of the four gods that make up the first week. Something to make you smile, something to make you angry- or something that reminds you of your deepest regret or most vulnerable hope, they're all things that you're dreaming about now for some reason, no matter how hard you may try to pull away from them.

To make matters more complicated, there are others intruding on your dreams who definitely don't belong there, and while they may seem like manifestations at first, it becomes clear that these others are actually the consciousness of other members of Hadriel, getting some top quality exposure to your angriest, happiest, most sorrowful moments. Hope it doesn't get awkward when you see them tomorrow...

► This log covers October 14th-20th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you die in dreams you don't die in real life, but if you somehow die in real life anyway, please let us know here.

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[so_dark_a_road]

Fingon said those words indeed, and they were remembered long after by his people, with both sorrow and hope. For if Fingon himself had had such a moment of illumination, so close to his own death but with the spirit of prophecy come upon him, then surely hope had not departed from the world. He had not died for nothing.

"The night has been long. For me and for you. And surely I of all people am a strange harbinger of the light that shines on your heart again, my brother -- and yet it is so."

And he embraces Maglor with fervor. "Where shall we go now? For it is you who know these coasts, and I who am the stranger here."

The Morning Star glows brilliant white in the rose-tinged sky, and so bright it is that it does not completely fade even when the sun is risen.

[bythewaves]

"You are all my light." Maglor says fondly, leaning on his brother's strength. "My family, my brothers. The lost parts of my song."

He shrugs a little, shyly. "This is still a dream, though. What do you want to see? Beleriand is sunk beneath the waves, but Middle-earth is still fair."

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin encloses Maglor in his arms; his strength is at his brother's service. "And you were my lost song, too, my dear Macalaurë! But now we will sing together."

It pierces his heart with sorrow to hear of Beleriand's immersion in the darkness of the ocean. But of course, how else could it be? Such a war as there must have been, at the end of the First Age, with Valar and Maiar and Vanyar marching together, and the Vala of Fire and Darkness and his minions on the other side -- and no one with nothing to lose -- such a confrontation would have broken continents and probably did.

"This may be a dream, but we will treat it as though it were reality. Tell me how you live, where you wander, who shelters you if anyone?" And may it be that there are still those who are kind enough to take in the homeless Fëanorion wanderer, should he pass through their territory!

[bythewaves]

"I am alone" He murmurs, tucking himself into the circle of his brother's arms. "As I have been. I wander where the music takes me, and I sleep beneath the skies, mostly. Sometimes, I play enough to win me a bed for the night. The hobbits of the Shire are not that far away - they don't much like Big Folk, but music they enjoy. They have put me up before."

[so_dark_a_road]

"Then we shall continue to do the same, but as a musical duo! Won't it be something, two Fëanorions making music together? -- we'll put out the hat everywhere we stop, and it will be filled with coppers." He grins at Maglor and lays his cheek on his brothers' hair.

"If the Shire is not far, then let us go there! But tell me, what kind of music do hobbits most enjoy? We must polish up our repertoire, brother!"

[bythewaves]

As dreams do, to wish it is to be there, the sea giving way to green fields and neat gardens and Maglor smiles.

"What else but drinking songs, my brother?"