There is aβcaveat. [ Because it isn't foolproof. Something he found out fairly early and had to rely on other methods. A familiar paranoia slithers up his spine, draping itself over him with the heaviness of velvet: what if he isn't in reality? What if this is limbo and he's just convinced himself that he's in the real world? What if waking up from this nightmare is as easy as putting a gun to his temple and pulling the trigger, like he's done in dreams hundreds of times?
Would he wake up or would he be following Mal ten stories down, thinking he needed to get back to his life?
The precise click and whir of his thoughts stumble, gears grinding against a screw in the spokes. Releasing a noisy breath, the well-oiled rotations begin again, the stopper disappearing between steel teeth. ] Sleep can influence small pockets of dreaming to appear, so the totem isn't always accurate. Typically, they're not too large, though, and they pass with some time.
[ At least, that's been his experience. ]
It's not as dependable if you don't train for it, but in those moments, the best way to tell the difference is to trace your steps back to how you got there.
[ 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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Do you suppose a totem crafted in reality as we're experiencing it right now... [ Sleep's Manhattan ] would have the same effect?
[ Subaru thinks that would stand to reason, but it bears asking.
It wouldn't be the only thing from home refashioned. ]
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Would he wake up or would he be following Mal ten stories down, thinking he needed to get back to his life?
The precise click and whir of his thoughts stumble, gears grinding against a screw in the spokes. Releasing a noisy breath, the well-oiled rotations begin again, the stopper disappearing between steel teeth. ] Sleep can influence small pockets of dreaming to appear, so the totem isn't always accurate. Typically, they're not too large, though, and they pass with some time.
[ At least, that's been his experience. ]
It's not as dependable if you don't train for it, but in those moments, the best way to tell the difference is to trace your steps back to how you got there.
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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.