Only in Dreams are we really free?[Open]

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Alexius danced, she felt hands circle her waist lifting her and turning her her headphones falling from her head where she had been doing dishes. The kitchen was bright with daylight her hair fell in waves almost to her waist. Shorts and a green tank top covered her. The ocean could be seen through the kitchen doors just off the beach. She felt the voice as much as heard it echo through her the warmth in the hands on her waist, She reached out to a face caressing the side of it even though she couldn't see it clearly. She responded dropping her face to theirs in a kiss as she was slid back to the floor and released.

She laughed when her wrist was caught before she could go back to the dishes as they pulled her along out the kitchen doors and onto the patio the voice finding a resonance within her and she couldn't help but feel towards it. She played like she didn't want to go even as they went up and down the steps to the beach. She even kicked sand at them playfully trying to escape.

Finally managing to she ran towards the ocean instead of the three story beach house they had just left. She laughed flinging her hands out and turning in the breeze the ocean behind her she smiled back to them the joy and contentment evident on her face. She waved and taunted them in a teasing manor.

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It was a memory twisted by dream a moment of unbridled release. It was succor to him trapped though he was. The anguish of his imprisonment swept away. Between the fury and strum of Takanashita’s passions her moment of peace was the salve he needed to dampen the fire of the Weyr to which they were both bound.

As she stood there looking out on the day from a vantage she’d thought never to have again he came upon her. Her mind even in sleep lost to music. He closed upon her lacing his hands about her waist feeling the warmth of her. The daylight streaming through the window neither burning nor blinding him its heat and nutrients filling him with a strength many would never think possible.

Calling her name into her ear he pulled her against him. Then towards the clarion song of the sea. He was not the hands nor the voice in her memory but he was here now. He would always be. Moving the fog of memory aside he imposed his true seeming. Bereft of his usual attire of suit coat. He stood in slacks rolled above his ankles and his shirt untucked he watched her frolic a moment.

She exalted in the moment the memory. If he could he would feel poorly for interceding here. He couldn’t especially as things were progressing as they were. He needed her as he needed his beast. Though in slightly different ways. Takanshita was the fire she the water to cool the blade. All in all the mettle of him while being tested was being forged stronger for it.


Moving forward at a glacial for him though entirely human pace he joined her in the waves. Allowing her contentment to wash over him. He took sustenance from her small drams of joy that would tide him over and leave her the reserves of his strength. There was so much yet for her to know that would take even more time as their time together was so fleeting.


They had the rest of forever yet at the pace of their dream chats it would take a year of Sundays for her to truly reach her potential. It was hard as ever for him to bide his time. He was a being of action moving methodically was nit his strong suit but a tact that he was developing. Ever able to see the shifting strands he was now focused on where to tie instead of cut. Longer plans than and truer aims instead of the constant minute adjustment he was righting the ship or more accurately making plans to with small long strokes.

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She was frowning in her sleep. This wasn't right it's not how things happened it was the life she wanted not the life she had. The frown smoothed away her facial features relaxing once more.

In the dream she looked up at him again, this time her eyes held recognition of who he was. She considered what she should say. First though she thought about his clothes as they morphed into something much more appropriate for the beach. "You always use a suit as armor you know. You don't need it here." Now just a regular soft t'shirt and a pair of knee length trunks had taken the place of the dress shirt and the rolled up slacks.

The smile returned to her face. "I have missed you. It's very isolated keeping up with myself. I did what you asked and the businesses are taking off. I am still working at the goblin market selling off teh little delicacies that our Princess gifted me with ages past. My place as a novelty has helped greatly it seems... there's a new player on the board. It's a strange reflection of the past. Violence instead of peace. Rotting on people to get his attention. A name taken from a children's cartoon tale only to be used for something that I sense not much on the friendly side."

She hugged him taking the comfort she could right then that she needed. Stress was her one weakness. She had always been a fighter as long as she knew what she was fighting and how to fight it. That was proven with her illness to begin with. She was a very practical person when all was said and done.

"I am trying to stay out of it.. I don't know how well i will manage it though." Her emotions were certainly confused but subdued him being there was helping a good deal for her she hoped it was the same for him.

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She was stronger for the distance the travails upon her and the need for release. Yet she was also tried sorely she was a social creature she needed fellowship. She needed the rays of friendship to truly be at peace and ease. He would have to see to it that she received as much. He would be visiting his progeny soon enough so as to arrange sucha thing for her.

In the dream however he merely smiled at her choice of clothing for him. A suit was armor of a sort while he would like to be more than what he was it was all that he was at times. Raisng a brow he considered his words carefully unveiling too much to her would prove disatrous at least until she had the strength of arms mentally to protect herself should any gain her trust drawing close enough to see the silver tendril of his marks upon her. "It is better to have a thing and not need it than need it and not have it. You are troubled by the ghosts of the past. It is well in hand though not mine. This monster is..." Smiling he hugged her as he never had while amongst the moving. He could give her what she needed here with no repercussions. "Good for furthering of what I'd begun. He also has the support of the Council that neither I nor any of the few of my line could ever garner. It is amusing how they hold a grudge for actions longer in the past than most things walking the world." Chuckling softly he allowe dthe humor of the situation flow into her.

Feeling her smile mor ethan seeing it his own brightened considerably. "I have missed you as well. It's a hard road we are on and a harder one ahead you will need strength, focus and knowledge that all wil tranpsire as it will but to hold the course despite the storms. I am always with you even unseen. In fact perhaps it is time you unveil yourself to the covens taking what strenght you might from them. You need fellowship. You need strength to hide what it is we are and most importantly socialization because even sharing a portion of what you are can lightene your load."

He poured a portion of his strenght into her. She kept herself hidden in nearly every facet of her life. She would have to let others closer so that she wouldn't retain the pressures solely within herself. He couldn't take all of her loneliness away nor give her the fellowship she needed during her waking hours. The would have only dream. It would be enough with the shared commnity of the livng. He couldn't push her but he would suggest.

"That is very good. Avoid them if you can the batle betwen Caser and Sion is fast approaching. Sion will fall despite his efforts. I have come t him in dream secretly pushig the idea of setting me free he will succumb so long as Casper moves slowly. We will be together soon enough should that happen. Though it would endanger you even more. the line form us woud not be possible to hide." Kissing the top of her head he allowd his words to fade into the roar of the ocean. The moment of quiet amidst the call of the sea. She needed more during the day. It would take some ffort on his part but he would send what aid he could.