Category: Dream

One day Keri is going to learn that for her, there is no such thing as a mere dream. That day is not today.166 words.

Weaver answers a summons to a manor and winds up in a parade. Neither business is completed to satisfaction.630 words.

The conversation interrupted by the past is finally concluded. Weaver shakes off the remnants of a brief episode while her conversant rubs in what she’s still unwilling to accept.522 words

Weaver has close encounters with aliens again. Because why not. She’s encountered everything else already. It’s only aliens, right? No.633 words of dream and bitching commentary.

Another peaceful picnic by the River until Weaver’s past literally walks up to greet her. Nostalgia is embarrassing, but no spoilers are given.1,544 words.

Weaver is reminded that being ancient doesn’t mean being dull, and being horrific doesn’t mean being terrifying. (The cheeky shit.) 269 words.

Keri is troubled about the loss of a tarot deck so Weaver calls Anxiety to explain herself. 958 words of self-analysis.