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Video; I Feel My Nightmares Watching Me
[It's a random day of the week and two o'clock in the morning. Therefore, it's time for, as someone once put it, Ushahin's philosopher's hour. The lights are dim and Ushahin is lying flat on his back on one of the beds in his house. The phone is propped up near him. He's got something in his hands, a pale looking stone carving that is mostly hidden by the fingers closed in upon it.
He's been thinking quite a bit since he was brought back from the dead. His double had caused him to reevaluate some of his previous behavior. Perhaps he's treated some of those around him rather poorly. Well, there's nothing but time here, and always a chance to make amends.]
This place is frightfully full of nightmares. I mean that quite literally. I've never met such a group of people where the night terrors come upon them without provocation. Every night, nothing but tossing and turning amongst you all. That used to be my job.
[He sits up, fingers uncovering the rhios stone he has cupped in his palms. There's three figures carved into it. The one on the left is a long-haired man, stern looking, and with lines around his mouth that suggest he's older than the twenty-eights years he is. This is Tanaros, the commander of Satoris' army. There's anger flashing in his eyes that the carver was able to perfectly capture. The middle figure is Ushahin, his broken features captured starkly, with an unfocused, dreamy look in his eyes as he stares out towards whoever is holding the figurine. The one on the right is an older man in his forties, fat and with a long beard, his close-set eyes looking shrewd as if he's ready to make a bargain. Vorax, the last of the three, and the one who kept supplies for Satoris.]
I'm sure you've all grown frightfully tired of them. So I will make you a deal, fellow denizens. Tell me one of your nightmares and I will exchange it for a better dream. That's fair enough, is it not?
He's been thinking quite a bit since he was brought back from the dead. His double had caused him to reevaluate some of his previous behavior. Perhaps he's treated some of those around him rather poorly. Well, there's nothing but time here, and always a chance to make amends.]
This place is frightfully full of nightmares. I mean that quite literally. I've never met such a group of people where the night terrors come upon them without provocation. Every night, nothing but tossing and turning amongst you all. That used to be my job.
[He sits up, fingers uncovering the rhios stone he has cupped in his palms. There's three figures carved into it. The one on the left is a long-haired man, stern looking, and with lines around his mouth that suggest he's older than the twenty-eights years he is. This is Tanaros, the commander of Satoris' army. There's anger flashing in his eyes that the carver was able to perfectly capture. The middle figure is Ushahin, his broken features captured starkly, with an unfocused, dreamy look in his eyes as he stares out towards whoever is holding the figurine. The one on the right is an older man in his forties, fat and with a long beard, his close-set eyes looking shrewd as if he's ready to make a bargain. Vorax, the last of the three, and the one who kept supplies for Satoris.]
I'm sure you've all grown frightfully tired of them. So I will make you a deal, fellow denizens. Tell me one of your nightmares and I will exchange it for a better dream. That's fair enough, is it not?
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Good, good. What is a wendigo? Is it a monster?
private text; fuck it, UD spoilers
[It's a lot creepier than that, actually.]
they're spirits that live in this mountain back home. they possess people who commit cannibalism and turn them into monsters, and they hunt people. it's all they want
[She knows that from personal experience now. Thanks, Fear and Rage.]
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[No, they only fight an endless war with one another, hoping to wipe the other side out.]
Thank you for sharing. What dream shall I give you in return?
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i want to dream about being safe and cozy with my boyfriend. we could just be lying on the couch together, i don't care, i just want it to be peaceful
what do you get from what i told you, anyway?
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Consider it a bargain done, young one. You shall have what you ask for.
Knowledge is power, no matter what form it comes in.
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power for what? are you like the gods?
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Hardly. I was the servant of a god in my own world for a long, long, long time. I served him with my powers. Here, I found such powers cause many people distress. Now, I am trying a different way of doing things.
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i like that. it's calming
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That's the first time anyone here has called me such. But I like it
[He's not a cruel man. Just prone to destructive tendencies because no one has told him otherwise.]
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this place has a way of surprising you like that
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This place has a way of surprising me at all. Which is very unusual. I haven't been surprised in about five hundred years.
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