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[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! )

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[antepone]

[ Oh.... he was worried? ]

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to worry you.

[shatteredlenses]

It's not your fault. After all, you can't control the whims of this place anymore than the rest of us can. I'm just glad it let you come back.

[Unlike a steadily growing list of others.]

[antepone]

[ ... oof. Mira bites her lip. ]

Is it okay if I come over?

[shatteredlenses]

Of course, my dear. You're always welcome here. Shall I expect you in a few minutes?