[As soon as she was on her feet again, he stood up as well. Manners but also in case she required assistance. Moving to be nearby, but not insisting--she would likely protest. Any words he would've spoken to say he didn't need a cup as well were lost as she moved automatically to prepare another. A nod of his thanks, and he let the warmth of the cup ground him. Take in the feel of the heat, the faint scent of the leaves mingled with wood and wood-smoke. Were it not for his gloves, he would focus on the feel of the pottery in his hand.]
I have an idea for why that might be. As my memories are stronger here as well, or at least more easily recalled. Of my life before I was a Hunter. They are still precious few, but those I have are more vivid and come more easily.
[Another moment while he thought, bringing the teacup up and letting the scent of the boiled water and leaves focus his thoughts. A sip as well, with the heat on his tongue and in his mouth. The slightly green flavor.]
It could be precisely because we are in the Waking World. Reality has far more layers and dimensions to it than most could ever conceive and stay sane, with the Dream still being simply that. A reality for the two of us, but still a dream--simply another layer. One that may be an echo and memory of other times. While within the waking world we are grounded in this reality and layer. It is more tangible and solid and real, and more vivid because of it.
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Date: 2023-10-06 05:15 pm (UTC)I have an idea for why that might be. As my memories are stronger here as well, or at least more easily recalled. Of my life before I was a Hunter. They are still precious few, but those I have are more vivid and come more easily.
[Another moment while he thought, bringing the teacup up and letting the scent of the boiled water and leaves focus his thoughts. A sip as well, with the heat on his tongue and in his mouth. The slightly green flavor.]
It could be precisely because we are in the Waking World. Reality has far more layers and dimensions to it than most could ever conceive and stay sane, with the Dream still being simply that. A reality for the two of us, but still a dream--simply another layer. One that may be an echo and memory of other times. While within the waking world we are grounded in this reality and layer. It is more tangible and solid and real, and more vivid because of it.