[ It's as if eyes turn inward, piercing. Such is the dreamer's purview when something goes awry, clarity whittling to seek the imperfections, just so. Not Sleep's attention here, but Arthur's. His cognizance betrays him, attempting to draw his knowledge out of safe narrow alleys and out into the open where anything could be possible. Any escape, any violence, from any direction. He can't offer reprieve, he can't dredge this dream or dispel this illusion.
Subaru's intuition coats the rift of his thoughts like a wintersoft sheen and dissipates just as quickly when he recovers. Acknowledgement, perhaps. Of the way out not always being what it seems, and the same deceit could be waiting at the end of either fork in the road.
And within that smoke is a mirror, a world in which Subaru would choose the dream that reflects his wish over a desolated reality. ]
That passage between worlds is something I'm more familiar with navigating. Spiritual entities perform similar feats when trying to avoid detection. If I find one, it might be better to engage with it first to understand it better.
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Subaru's intuition coats the rift of his thoughts like a wintersoft sheen and dissipates just as quickly when he recovers. Acknowledgement, perhaps. Of the way out not always being what it seems, and the same deceit could be waiting at the end of either fork in the road.
And within that smoke is a mirror, a world in which Subaru would choose the dream that reflects his wish over a desolated reality. ]
That passage between worlds is something I'm more familiar with navigating. Spiritual entities perform similar feats when trying to avoid detection. If I find one, it might be better to engage with it first to understand it better.