hadriel_logs | Event Log: Dreamwalker

Who: Everyone!
What: The Dreamwalker event
Where: In your comfy bed and your sleepy head.
When: May 16th-26th
Warnings: Good dreams, weird dreams, bad dreams, straight-up nightmares. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if things are going to be bad!

Have you been having trouble getting a good night's sleep? Tossing and turning, unable to rest those tired eyes? Or maybe you don't sleep at all, and never have. Not to worry! For a little while, you'll have no trouble at all falling asleep - in fact, as night falls, you'll find yourself overwhelmed with exhaustion whether you want to sleep or not. Lay down and rest your weary head, friends. Everyone could use a little extra sleep.

But what will your dreams bring? Something happy, images of a perfect day? Something hopeful, something you've wanted for a long time? Maybe you'll dream of anger, of the face of your worst enemy. Or maybe - just maybe - you'll have a horrific nightmare, and wake screaming, covered in cold sweat.

Not before others have time to see it, though. As you sleep, as you dream, the other residents of Hadriel, friends and enemies and people you've only met once, might find their way into your dreams. Or you might find your way into theirs - and then have to deal with someone's else's nightmares, or hopes, or anger. For the next ten nights, you'll find yourself either a host or a visitor, and no matter how you try you won't be able to stay awake once night falls.

Sweet dreams, Hadriel. Don't let the asshole fear gods bite.

► This log covers May 16th-26th.
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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Yes. [ he says it without hesitation, reaching out to cup her face. ] Absolutely.

[ the words stop there for a moment as cullen gets that look on his face that means he's thinking very hard about what to say next. ]

I love you, Cecily Trevelyan, and I am going to spend the rest of my life loving you. Whether the Inquisition one day ends, whether we one day have a family, or whether we do something else--sail the seas on Isabela's ship or something equally as ridiculous--I will be more than happy to stay by your side. For as long as you'll have me.

[ Not usually one to blush, Cecily's face begins to show an almost embarrassed fluster at his words. She thinks again of the dream that she'd wandered into, of how... at peace the dream-Cecily had seemed. Maybe it was only a hopeful future, one possibility of many, but Cullen does know her well enough. If he believes that she could find a place in a life like that, then... maybe she should, too.

Cecily raises their linked hands to kiss along his fingers, thinking deeply as she does, more grateful than she knows she would be able to articulate. ]

Isabela of the Tale of the Champion? [ She ventures lightly, already knowing that it must be the Rivaini pirate queen he'd mentioned. The Inquisitor again touches their foreheads together, letting her eyes close as a little sense of ease seeps back into her system rather than guilt and fear. ]

... Thank you. [ Cecily whispers firmly. ] I love you, too, and... I trust you. Whatever happens, if you say we can make it out through to the other side together, then I will always be there at your side. For all of my days.

[ It's as close as marriage vows as she'll get at the moment. ]

Maybe we could settle in Ferelden somewhere. [ She ventures. ] Closer to your siblings.

[ isabela from the tale of the champion is indeed who he means. she has been a friend to kirkwall and, though it's likely cecily doesn't know this bit, the inquisition both. someone the inquisitor would know of so the running off and becoming pirates suggestion can sound both ludicrous and possible. ]

Mia would like that. [ and branson. likely rosalie, too. and, since they were just talking about children, cullen can't help but think that if they did that they could borrow his nephew for a bit. when branson and his wife need a break. to see how abominable they really are with children. but that's an idea for when they're back in thedas. ]

I think... I think I might like that as well. I don't know if settling there permanently would work but. Maybe for a little while.

[ he doesn't know how not to be a soldier. the idea of finding a house somewhere near south reach and stopping is just. confusing, and appealing, and it makes his feet itch all in one. ]

You might like it there. I know everyone says we're a backwater, but it's not completely true.

You'll have to convince me. [ She thumbs along his jaw, cracking an amused smile. Maybe she's a little predisposed to stereotypes, having heard them all her life from the well-to-do in the Free Marches, but she loves Cullen and trusts his judgment... usually. The dog is another issue. Still, that area was (is) his home, and she isn't opposed to at least trying out living there for a time to see if they can find their feet as retired saviors of the world. ]

... Next time I walk in on one of your dream-fantasies, I'll play along. [ Cecily speaks up again. ] I promise. Ruining one has already made me feel so villainous.

[ For Andraste's sake, that dream had been absurdly sweet and the little girl, perfect. To step in and shatter it--

No, not again. She's moved past that for now. Try and focus on the positive. ]

We still have time to get back to sleep. [ She ventures lightly. ] I think you deserve a little more rest, don't you?

Event Log: Dreamwalker

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