voice;

[antepone]

[ She'd woken up with the dream weighing heavily on her mind. While it might be nothing, it could also be something, and she doesn't want to take risks, especially with everything she's experienced here. So... ]

Hi, everyone. It's Mira, and I recently had a dream that I've been kind of worried about. It's probably nothing, but in case it turns out to be something that might happen, I can't just keep it to myself.

I don't really remember a lot, but I do remember... fire. Lots of people screaming. And something that smelled like-- [ lord, she hates this, and the hesitation is painfully obvious ] --cooking meat. It didn't feel like the storytelling, and it felt real, especially for a dream.

[ The cooking meat bit couldn't be burning flesh. Definitely not. ]

... I know that's not a lot to go off of, but it felt important enough to share, especially with any new islands that might appear.

( ooc; threadjacking is totally encouraged! )

Comments

[antepone]

I'd rather not if I can avoid it. I'm sure I'm not the only one.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, come now, has anything good ever actually happened when we're sent off on a divine errand gallivanting towards some new island? Better to be forewarned than actually expect things to change for the better.

[antepone]

That's... true. And at least we know to stay away from very large fires.

[ It's... it's supposed to be a joke but boy, it falls pretty flat. ]

[scourgingstars]

Regrettably, can't always be helped.

[antepone]

You're probably right. Especially if it meant helping someone, I know of a few people who'd try.

[scourgingstars]

[The eyeroll was practically audible.]

Really, now.