#dreamscape
Dreamscape - Belphegor [Animatic || Full Version]
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Inside the perimeter
Last Light.
By putting certain things underneath your pillow, you will allow those metaphysical properties to interact with your dreams, and your person all throughout the night, when you sleep upon that pillow. Here is a small list of constructs you can put underneath your pillow, that will provide to you certain energies, minds states, and physical stimulus throughout the night based on what they are:
- Lapis lazuli under your pillow for awareness of your dreams, and vividness of those dreams.
- Clear quartz under your pillow to wake up with more energy, after you awake from your sleep.
- Bayleaf under your pillow in order to have more prophetic dreams.
- Chamomile under your pillow in order to promote relaxation, and good dreams.
- Rose petals under your pillow in order to bring love into your waking life.
- Peppermint under your pillow in order to promote relaxation, and vivid dreams.
- Lavender under your pillow in order to promote calm, and in order for you to sleep well.
- Anise under your pillow in order to prevent nightmares.
- Rosemary under your pillow in order to prevent nightmares, and to bring deep sleep.
- Garlic under your pillow in order to promote sleep well.
- You can put a blade of grass, or a leaf underneath your pillow to promote growth, and change in your waking life.
- Money under your pillow for wealth, and prosperity in your waking life.
- You can put a picture of someone underneath your pillow in order to connect with them better.
- You can put the name of someone underneath your pillow in order to connect with them better.
- You can put all manner of sigil underneath your pillow in order to get the effect of that Sigil into your dreams, and waking life.
Lapis Lazuli seriously works like magic when it comes to dream recall! ✨
I want to write you
about the stars in Canada to say
stars are just shards of light
to say there is a field a slope
of dandelions all the counselors are kissing
in the weeds but I am young and open legged and letting
everyone tie friendship bracelets around my ankle bones
unaware of twine and its flammability
We eat with cutlery
miss the word silver My skirt pockets are full
of sliced apples and coffee crisp Then I remember:
it was pouring when we drove here the moon was white
toothed I am trying to recall what blooms
on the wheel stamped road of distance lilies
mums snapdragons little trampled roses Is it possible
to be homesick always wanting something more?
If I write this adventure right, youth
is a cabin above Toronto to rewrite a letter may be a dangerous
act I want to pull you home
to Manitou Lake my olive rock overlook above the cinnamon fire pit little cove of out own world between us two this is why we send words
across the lines mailmen are poets dancing in haste
I want to write you to say
the dandelions dyed
my tongue moon-shade The squirrel
under my bunk bed keeps etching
itself into the creases of floor boards like nails
into segments of a clementine 11 acts of fragile
separation I used to think this kind of slicing was contained to fruit
baskets salt slugs woodpeckers all the wasps the holes
they dig in skin bark slow movement of learning more of some
one you don’t skin rinds of flesh
Is it possible to puncture from afar?
I signed up for archery didn’t go
I choose the bottom bunk but moved now admit
admiration for space the floor the shadow
leak of the bed frame top bunk
I want to write you to say
silhouette romantics firefly solstice flowerscape to say paper
wings in glass shoe boxes the way that summer made me older
made me want things differently
Canoe paddles slice water to wholeness Our cabin door is open
Bagels are charred with burnt marshmallow residue
There are many stories but not enough space by the fire
I want to come home come back
next summer
I want to write you to say
one night we stripped down
to the white pollen of humanness skinny dipped in a milk lake
feed our flesh stars ceramic light
It is raining
At lunch today we had a food fight I scrapped my knee
but it was ketchup
It’s hard to tell what’s real just light
The Dreamer’s Realm
— (Solas & Thanuil Lavellan)
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Here is the link to the fic!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38390569
The Dreamer’s Realm - vawashere - Dragon Age - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]
Sergius Hruby
“Dream of Pinball”
A piece created by AI.