Event Log: Dreamwalker

[hadrielmods]

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.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► You can't die in the dreams, but if you somehow manage to trip and fall and kill yourself getting out of bed, please report it on the death post.

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[ampliat]

[ The world shifts and everything seems like maybe- just maybe- it might be okay. Maybe Hope really did hear her. Maybe he helped her. Maybe he won tonight.

Sun warms his skin as she smiles at him, elated with her victory-

Then it dies as suddenly as Gansey's face falls. It's fast. Too fast. He's clutching his chest and falling to the ground and she doesn't know what dying from a kiss looks like but she recognizes it when she sees it. She knows that her kiss isn't his salvation. It's his death. She didn't save him from hornets, she damned him to a different death. A slower death.

Death tears him from her arms as he tries to cling to her. Horror fills her features and she's lost. What can she do to save Gansey from herself? She can't save Gansey. She can't-


She wakes up screaming.

Sweat covers her body as she gasps for breath. She looks wildly around her for the sun and the dying boy. Neither are there. Only darkness. Suffocating darkness.

She wants to go check on Gansey, but fear floods her heart. What if he's down there, dying still? She clutches her knees to her chest, sobbing into her knees. She can't go check on him, she can't help him, she can't save him. She's his suffering. She's his death. ]

[quaerit]

[ Gansey wakes shocked and out of breath, sweat still beading on his forehead.

He can still feel the dream. The heat on his skin, the sound of insects in his ears, and then finally, Blue Sargent's lips on his. He's dreamed of kissing her before, too, but never of kissing her and dying. That part is entirely new.

For a moment, he can't even move. Then he sits up, swallowing back bile, and trying to steady himself. It all feels so close to the surface, and he isn't sure how to deal with it. It had felt so real, and it was him and Blue and everything he had ever wanted, and even so, he doesn't think he's ever had a dream that scared him that much.

His feet carry him to her door, and he knocks on it, gently.

He has to know how real it was. ]

Jane? Are you there?