dormes-vous? dormes-vous?

[crittersheep]

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Pastureland and the world of dreams alike
WHEN: Night 25

Well, that life sure has been slicing, except where it hasn't. It's been a long day. Why not take a night walk? Or lay down and... oh, oh, the dreams are mixing again.

Comments

[stirtheblood]

( lol )

[Vicious looks down at himself in confusion]

The hell...?

[That is muttered and not directly addressed at the god, at least, though he does also squint up at him afterwards. Feeling like a sin is not a deterrent]

[catposting]

[ your god's expression doesn't change, though you feel a rising sense of danger within your chest the longer you wait. ]

Speak.

[stirtheblood]

[He does not know what is going on, but somehow asking what is going on feels inappropriate to the situation. He requested this audience(?)]

...I'm gonna have to shout if you stay all the way up there.

[catposting]

[ as the god's eyes continue to bore into you, the pressure around you increases. if you've ever felt the weight of the Weeds' gravity manipulation, it feels somewhat similar. it's getting hard to breathe. the faintest tone of amusement creeps into the god's voice. ]

Do you wish to file a complaint?