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multiversallogs2012-03-31 08:21 pm
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Entry tags:
- @ ~ dreamscape,
- alexia swiftdawn,
- ava lockhart,
- charles xavier,
- hellboy,
- irene adler,
- james t. kirk,
- jones,
- nuala ní balor,
- rachel conway,
- steve rogers,
- } alan shore,
- } alter ego,
- } astrid farnsworth,
- } barbara gordon,
- } charity burbage,
- } don draper,
- } hermione granger,
- } mycroft holmes,
- } njoki rainmaker,
- } nuada airgetsléa,
- } philomena flores,
- } rex lewis,
- } sebastian lemat,
- } sherlock holmes,
- } stephanie brown
birds singing in the sycamore tree
As night falls on Baedal, the city is almost quiet. The streets have a few last minute workers returning home, but by now, most citizens have already gone by the temples and picked up their vurt, ready to lay down and dream.
After placing a not-feather in one's mouth, there's a moment where it fizzes against the tongue before sliding coolly down the back of the throat and pulling the user down into sleep. A series of impressions, more sensation than anything concrete, appears before the user and this is how one chooses which Dreamer to enter.
After placing a not-feather in one's mouth, there's a moment where it fizzes against the tongue before sliding coolly down the back of the throat and pulling the user down into sleep. A series of impressions, more sensation than anything concrete, appears before the user and this is how one chooses which Dreamer to enter.
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Maybe the weight of command does that to you.
"I never had a proper bike, not like this, always tractors or motorbikes."
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To be entirely honest, McCoy's not that much older than Jim (he's fairly sure he ought to be thirty-three, so that's his story, and he's sticking to it), but he feels so much older - which is why it's so easy to rag on the captain for saying ludicrous shit like 'was a kid.'
"Never had to power yourself, huh?" he eggs. "How's it feel?"
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He sticks his tongue out at McCoy.
And then he laughs. "It feels both like the best thing ever, and like I'm gonna regret this so much tomorrow when my legs are wet noodles and my everything aches."
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