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Reverie

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Another time, another era. Lets visit it together, shall we?

Familiar

Striped Crecko

Energy: 44/50

Personal Style

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.77 m

Wingspan

8.88 m

Weight

638.32 kg

Genetics

Grapefruit
Pinstripe

Grapefruit
Trail

Pearl
Firefly

Hatchday

Jul 16, 2020
(3 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 25 Wildclaw

Max Level

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

none

Biography

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REVERIE

the dreamer • cautious against the new
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" We’ll be here when the world slows down,
and the sunbeams fade away,
Keeping time by a pendulum as the fabric starts to fray. "

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A dreamscape could be many things. It could be a mystical wonderland of swirling colors and smoke, or it could be a nightmarish wasteland of fears and pain. One could become the paragon of an entire world, or they could be the dirt upon which higher beings would tread. Those who dream could find themselves bowing their heads in deep sorrow at a loss they hadn’t truly known, or they could rejoice for the return of a loved one who did not even exist. It was true, a dreamscape could be many things.

But the true world? Reverie knows well that it is only one thing. One thing his dreams can never be.

Real.

The world of dreams is an intricate one, tied together with infinite cords of various intellects and wishes. So incredibly hard it is to navigate that many dragons would simply wake if they found one of these pathways to the rest of the world inside their heads, unable to comprehend the impossibilities of their own dreams. Complex shapes and puzzles so incomprehensible, so indescribable, that most individuals would go mad long before they even breached the surface of what lay beyond their immediate vision. Those who are gifted with the ability to understand these labyrinths, they are known as dreamwalkers.

Reverie is one of them.

Reverie had lost count of the hours, walking inside the endless plane of his daydreams. Time was nonexistent here anyway, however. He had no need for such trivial details as passing minutes, hours, even days. Not here. Not in this place.

The wildclaw sat contentedly by a pool of shimmering lavender water, herbal in its scent and putting off thick waves of steam. Flower petals drifted delicately from the sky, sent down by some angel who must have tucked itself away in the silver-lined clouds. Reverie tipped his head back in bliss, dipping a wing into the hot water’s soothing ripples.

“A perfect day. A perfect month, a perfect year,” he muttered to himself with a smile, knowing the bliss was indeed eternal as long as he retreated into this dream. The sound of his words were carried away with a gentle rush of wind. The flower petals picked up the speed of their teetering dance around him. He stood, stretching out each of his limbs until he felt a pleasant strain in every muscle, loosening the stiff tendons.

“Reverie,” a kind voice drifted through the warm breeze and across the silver grass. “Reverie…”

The voice, so gentle, beckoning him to follow. Of course, the wildclaw could not refuse. With a sleepy smile etched onto his face, he padded in the direction of the call. Across the meadow of wildflowers and through the shallow crystal pools. Up the craggy mountain peaks in the far distance, Reverie let his consciousness glide toward the end of the world. Until it came to a screeching halt at the sight of an ornate gilded mirror. Sitting in the center of his quiet domain.

The only thing that could not belong here.

“Reverie!” The voice came again, and though the wildclaw was able to recognize its owner, he simultaneously realized the siren was calling him back to a place of bustling noises and activity. Chaos and dragons shouting over one another to be heard. Even the thought of that terribly overstimulating tangible world caused Reverie to begin shaking. He stumbled back, away from the mirror.

“No,” he whispered to it, aloud. “No, please. I don’t want to go back. Not yet.”

There was a sigh, again lost in the wind like a shallow breath. And from the mirror emerged a lean male pearlcatcher with blazing sunset-colored wings and a crimson stare. Before stepping onto the impossibly soft grass on the mountain plateau, the other dragon looked around at the serenity of the dreamscape. But then his gaze settled on Reverie, guilt and disappointment warring in those striking red eyes of his.

“Reverie, it’s time to come home.”

“No!” Reverie ducked his head, burying his face in his claws, wings bound tightly around him, like a fresh cocoon built to protect the vulnerable being within. “No!”

Beacon’s shoulders fell, and he came to sit beside the distressed wildclaw. “Please? It’s been an entire day. You have to eat… and the others are missing you.”

The wildclaw squeezed his eyes shut and looked away. “Just a little longer… look around, Beacon. Our home is nothing like this… it’s loud and so crowded and-” he was starting to work himself into a small panic.

The pearlcatcher’s wings folded to embrace his boyfrend, pressing his forehead against the wildclaw’s in a gentle embrace. Everything in his distraught expression gave away his doubts, his second thoughts… his consideration that maybe, just maybe, another hour wouldn’t be such a bad thing. “I know. I know, and I’m sorry. But it’s going to be okay. I’ll be there with you. Every moment. I don’t want you to be afraid. What you’ve created is spectacular, Reverie, it truly is. But we’ve to go home.”

Reverie tipped his head up slightly to nuzzle into the crook of Beacon’s neck, right under his jaw. The pair stayed that way for a moment, embraced, and Reverie nodded.

When he opened his eyes, he was sprawled across his bed, the clanging and banging sounding off outside the entrance to his quarters as it always did. Voices perforated what could have been a peaceful silence, echoing down every passageway. Outside, metallic hums and chatter provided a most unpleasant soundtrack, and all Reverie wanted to do was sink back into the safe plane of slumber. Every instinct and nerve in his body screamed at him to return to the dreamscape.

But something held him, grounded him. Something tied him to this loud, petrifying world.

There, embraced in his arms, Beacon lied intertwined with him, clinging to him as if he’d never again release his grip.

“I love you, Reverie,” the pearlcatcher whispered.

“And I, you,” the wildclaw pressed his head into Beacon’s chest.

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Close your eyes and retreat, retreat,
Unfurling the fabric of waking and sleep —
The mind's strongest fortress, the heart's greatest keep —
A touch of a claw, it splits at the seams.

Close your eyes to a fathomless haze —
Stardew streams and fleece of moonrays —
In the heat of the daylight, it'll all be ablaze —
Close your eyes to the labyrinth of dreams.

The world of the waking pulls at your mind,
There's something important that you've left behind,
They pull at the threads, and the stupor unwinds,
In moonlight, their tears glisten and gleam.

The world of the waking you cannot forsake,
Open your eyes and Reverie, awake.
Drawn out of darkness by their heartache —
The lying, star-studded sky of your dreams,
Shatter the reverie and Dreamer, awake.

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~5000g (art)

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lore: HappyAccidents | poem: closedcaptioning | art: Raptorfury

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