Lyra the Muse for =Rodie-The-Nightblade
I had a weird dream that I was amazingly good friends with an unlikely person... we were getting along and having fun when suddenly they said, "None of this is real. You're going to wake up and all this will never have been. Time is running out." To which I started dream-sensing my own brain activity and feeling each pulse of thought leading closer to the moment I would wake up.
I was upset. Our friendship, all the good times we shared together, the chemistry that we had with each other! Would not only be gone in a few moments of time, but was never even real to begin with. I held fast my consciousness to my dream as much as I was able, to keep alive those sweet, fabricated memories of being true friends. Until the time when my grasp began to slip and I inevitably faded back into reality, into a world where we never even knew each other.
Have I ever mentioned my sleeping brain is not only very much self-aware but also a jerk