A Fine First Mate (a poem)
Lying awake seeking sleep and I don't dream of you. I see you in my mind and I taste you on my lips. For you are real and I'm enamored You lift my sinking ship as it bobs the sea of dreams For I don't dream you, you're...
Home, Hearth and Heroes - Chapter 2
“better than dream walkers?" jillian asked. “t'at is your language. it does not begin to capture t'e subtle complexity of what they are and represent to us." the human shrugged and looked back at the image before her.