MOD EVENT ↠ IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE

[faderifting]

WHO: Anyone
WHAT: Some dreams
WHEN: Harvestmere 9:45–Wintersend 9:46
WHERE: The Fade
NOTES: OOC post!

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So they make their way - winding down through the grit and shadow. He has a rapier here too; it is some long, needle fine thing that sings pleasantly as its drawn and casts long, hair thin shade over the stone. In his (their) dream, his right hand has all its dexterity. Which is pleasant. For a moment as they work their way into the first anteroom of the stricken church, Marcoulf absently spins the blade like a pinwheel and is charmed by the shape it draws in the torchlight.

"Do you suppose it is possible to miss this place?" is not a reasonable question. He should be asking How much farther?, or When we reach the beast, how will you kill it? But it's the one he does, and in the dream it seems somehow sensible. Good hunters must long to hunt, says that lovely long blade in his good hand.