[Good Lord, there's a lot of voices in his head today. It's normally loud enough in here when he only has his own to contend with.
Both of the dreams he experienced were profoundly disturbing -- for their own distinct reasons, but also for both being markedly not his, not any recognizable part of his mental landscape. He's never given enough thought to dreams to know that they have a particular personal atmosphere, but when something very much not yours is thrown in your face...
Hers, at least, is easy to discern. A long stretch of waiting and watching the network while trying to focus above the whispers has gotten him nowhere in deducing whether she would have seen something out of his head in turn. Nothing for it but to reach out.
By text, naturally. And he won't be mentioning the dream right away.]
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Both of the dreams he experienced were profoundly disturbing -- for their own distinct reasons, but also for both being markedly not his, not any recognizable part of his mental landscape. He's never given enough thought to dreams to know that they have a particular personal atmosphere, but when something very much not yours is thrown in your face...
Hers, at least, is easy to discern. A long stretch of waiting and watching the network while trying to focus above the whispers has gotten him nowhere in deducing whether she would have seen something out of his head in turn. Nothing for it but to reach out.
By text, naturally. And he won't be mentioning the dream right away.]
The analogue is an imperfect match.
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