[Video] All that we See or Seem is but a Dream within a Dream

[kingkingcxiii]

[When the video starts, those who know Regis might notice that his face is a little redder than it usually is. He's also wrapped in what looks his own cloak and a heavy riding cloak, one that a person would expect to see out in the frozen wastes, not in a city like Havenwell. Honestly, he looks a little silly all curled into the cloaks as he is, but since waking up out in the backyard under Peter's silver apple tree, he has yet to shake off the cold. It might be a long process considering he has no idea how long he was out there.

Actually, considering he usually puts off heat like a furnace and still feels this cold, he has an idea and it's one he doesn't like. Cor would have his head if he was still here.]

Those who have been here for a while know that we have been communicated with through dreams before.

[Who could forget the strange warning that came before the break in last October?]

I think it may be happening again. How many people are having dreams with the ghosts who visited us in them? And how many of them are talking to you? Mine had quite a lot to say and in regard to something I have investigated before.

[He takes a moment to fight back a shiver and then quotes what he remembers from the dream, once again grateful for how good his memory is. His hands had been shaking too hard for him to write anything down when he first returned to the house.]

"The world began as thus: it was a rock. He came upon it first, and loved it immediately, this empty rock where nothing lived. He burrowed deep inside and devoured it inch by inch, teeth breaking upon the surface and growing anew. Through Him, over time, the stone became soil. The soil grew fertile through His work, yet all was still naught but rock and soil.

Then the Winged Lord appeared, uncertain of the path He was to walk. He was hungry, so He clawed at the stone to find where His prey crawled."

The natives have just remembered the Winged Lord for some reason, but we still don't know who the first "He" is. Could "He" be trying to contact us in some way in order to keep things in some kind of balance? I am very curious to hear what everyone thinks.

[The video ends here, but once he is done with that Regis sends out two quick texts.]


[Locked to Ardyn:]

Remember when I told you I would inform you if anything weird happened after touching the ghosts? I think I just hit "weird."


[Locked to Honerva:]

By the time you get this, I am certain you will have seen my video post. Would you be willing to work with me on a new investigation if I started one? We have talked before of how strange it is the natives are now remembering the Winged Lord. How far behind do you think his fellow is?

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[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis looks up at Ardyn and gives him a tired smile.]

Apparently whoever is behind these dreams tried to turn me into a kingsicle.

[It may be a weak joke, but he's still freezing, so it feels like an extremely relevant one.]

[scourgingstars]

[He frowned slightly, sitting beside Regis and raising a careful hand to his forehead.]

Are you certain you've not fallen ill?

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis shakes his head slightly, though he is careful not to disturb Ardyn's hand.]

I woke up outside under the apple tree. I don't know how long it was, but I suspect it was quite some time and silk pajamas do not hold in much heat.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, dear. Here- [Ardyn snapped his fingers and summoned a small flame into his hand, holding it out like a magic-based space heater.]

That certainly does qualify as 'weird'.

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis lets out a soft sigh when the heat from the flame hits him. Maybe between it and the cloaks he will finally warm up enough he can summon a flame of his own without the risk of shaking hands setting something on fire.]

I'm not certain why the wandering part of this was necessary. If a message needed to be delivered through dreams, why not have it be like the dreams we had before the wall was breached? There was no wandering involved there.

[scourgingstars]

I can't claim to know. I presume there must be some reason to it, whether intended or otherwise. Would you wish to talk about it?

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis nods, then takes a deep breath and then begins to speak.]

"The world began as thus: it was a rock. He came upon it first, and loved it immediately, this empty rock where nothing lived. He burrowed deep inside and devoured it inch by inch, teeth breaking upon the surface and growing anew. Through Him, over time, the stone became soil. The soil grew fertile through His work, yet all was still naught but rock and soil.

Then the Winged Lord appeared, uncertain of the path He was to walk. He was hungry, so He clawed at the stone to find where His prey crawled."

This is what I was told in the dream. As I recall, we've heard something like this before.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, lovely. [Ardyn sighed as the flame flickered in his hand, a rare shred of dry sarcasm in his voice.] A pair of heretofore largely unknown gods? Sometimes I really do detest when a guess comes out right, dear nephew.

[kingkingcxiii]

[That dry sarcasm draws a sad smile to Regis' face.]

Indeed. I can't help but wonder if the natives 'rediscovering' the Winged Lord has caused the Crawling One to reach out to make sure He is remembered as well.

[scourgingstars]

Far from a comforting thought, if a highly plausible one...you believe that the source of these incidents?

[kingkingcxiii]

I think it possible, but at the same time, I don't know if anyone else has experience a dream like this.

[Regis pulls one hand free of his cloak cocoon and summons his tablet to hand.]

I posted to the network to see what people have to say. If all instances of dreams come from the view of the Crawling One, then I feel there is a good chance He may be directly behind it. If not, or if I am the only one who has had such a dream, I will remain skeptical.

[He returns his tablet to the Armiger and then tucks his hand back into the bundle of cloaks, pulling them back up around his chin.]

[scourgingstars]

I wouldn't claim surprise were that the case.

[He put his other arm around the pile of blankets, still balancing a small flame in the other.]

Alarm, certainly, but not surprise.

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis sighs, leaning toward the contact.]

Would it be so much to ask for any of them just to be direct for once? I grow tired of being led in one direction after another.

[scourgingstars]

If only. Were the gods of any realm skilled in merely explaining matters clearly, I think a great many things would be far easier.

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis can't help but laugh softly at that, before closing his eyes and sighing. Finally, the chill is starting to leave his bones. He's not sure if the distraction is the cause or it's the cloaks and the fire, but he is grateful nonetheless.]

Do you think anyone will notice if I have the heat a little higher than usual in the house for the next few days?

[scourgingstars]

Well, I certainly won't, if that helps the matter.

[kingkingcxiii]

Well, two in agreement does give us the majority.

[He's just not going to think about how empty the house is these days. Nope. Not tonight.