This is where dreams — dreams, do you understand — come to life, come real. Not daydreams: dreams.

[glass-beddau.livejournal.com]

[Wednesday            17th       479Thursday, September 18th (day 480)]
[The Abbey]
[In a late strange time]

The air is cool, and still, and waiting to burn.

The graveyard here is different to what it was a day ago; it's the one I've dreamt of, I think, where and a year and more ago I saw Nanshe come walking from the north; graveyard north, not town north. But the ground seethes like bothered ants, and the grass does not whisper. If I left off on looking, I think it would pull itself free and crawl away.

And I leave off looking, as that is not where we are going.

You feel no especial call to goodness, do you, Glass? No. It's not in me, not rooted; but I have come to hate the other, and what it works, and may be that is a beginning.

The Abbey's stone is weeping, and there are shapes even I cannot see in the shadows. This is not the Shuck's night; this is safety twisted to fear. And we have come.

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[docconstantine.livejournal.com]

I am not sure how much time has passed. I'm tired, and none of this makes sense but I just keep on working, and doing what I can. Thank gods for coffee. Besides, it seems to give Nanshe a time to rest.

There seems to be some general plan to move towards the Abbey, so we do. And it seems others have had the same idea. Glad to see Hermia and Valmont and Alice and... well. Isn't that interesting? Smile and wave to both girls as Nanshe and Hermia talk magic with Syl and Damien. Spare a glance up the street to the tea shoppe, worried. I hope Wanda's okay, she has Rose and Ares there, but there's something else in the back of my head... something is out of sorts there too...

Find Tez's coin in my pocket and twirl it about my fingers, waiting to move, to help, to do something.

[valmont-vicomte.livejournal.com]

People are discussing magic, and I'm glad they have a plan coming together, but I don't think I can contribute very much... I draw Alice and her - friend over to where Lucien's standing, fiddling with a coin.

"Welcome to another valuable Excolo experience," I say drily.

[docconstantine.livejournal.com]

Valmont drifts over to where I am standing with Alice and her new friend. Something certainly off there, but I smile at them anyway. She liked me when she could see right into me.

"Welcome to another valuable Excolo experience,"

Snort at that, and I find I have to stifle myself from laughing out loud. Given how grave the situation is; laughter may not be the best medicine in this case.

"Sorry, shouldn't laugh... but at this point, I think that's all I have left in these situations. Glad to see so many people are okay..." I survey the little group, and I find I am relieved by it. "Besides gaining some new friends, everything alright with you and Hermia? Nothing too out of the ordinary?"

[glass-beddau.livejournal.com]

Catch Valmont saying "Welcome to another valuable Excolo experience," to Lucien and catch back a sniff of amusement, wander over time to hear Lucien saying he oughtn't laugh.

"Might as well," I say mild. Consider saying something over even if he dies, he's a bloody poor record of having it stick, and think that might be a touch heavy. That and I can't place if Valmont knows how often he's in and out the grave. "And you, of late?"

[valmont-vicomte.livejournal.com]

"Besides gaining some new friends, everything alright with you and Hermia? Nothing too out of the ordinary?"

"My mother showed up, which was something I could have done without... And Hermia and I had a little while of floating a few inches above ground. But since then it has been alright. It seemed to take us hours to get just from the Whitechapel to here, though," I say, looking up at the sky. "Has there been much call for your skills, Lucien? I suppose there've been a lot of injuries," or worse, "with all this going on."

[mistresswanda.livejournal.com]

Woke up quite happy... to realize it was still Thursday when I was damn sure it would be Friday. Then Tommi came in babbling about the mum's arguing with the late sunflowers, and that the autumn rose's were singing way too loudly to George...

This isn't right. But what has been? Kent and I sat down and discussed it, and the best idea we had was to go to the Abbey. But once we stepped outside and the wyvern flew down Main, I sent Kent and Rose right back inside. Although he argued with me, in the end we decided it would be better if he stayed behind with Rose while I went on ahead. Strapped on my sword, and threw on my coat with as many knives as I could get into it... then grabbed the brooch (http://www.thecheapplace.com/image/data/incoming/product_images/r/225/wolf-head-pin__59856_zoom.jpg) and pinned it to my coat as a passing thought and headed out towards the Abbey. I touch Rose's mind with mine as I walked, reminding her to call for me if anything went wrong, or Kent really needed me.

"What, there's a party and no one invited me?" I say with a tight smile, joining Valmont, Glass, Lucien and Alice with a new friend. I see there are other's as well. "Whose ass are we kicking over this hiccup, cause I'm going to have one pissed off daughter when this is all over."

Not to mention it'll make me pretty damn surly as well...

[docconstantine.livejournal.com]

"Floating and mother's... sounds like fun. I've been busy, but if the dream was minded to stick, there wasn't much I could do." Shrug. "Hopefully this will all get set to rights, soon. You okay, Glass? And your daughter?"

The others are still formulating plans and whose doing what, when I hear a very familiar voice. I have to admit I am glad she seems none the worse for wear, and looking like she's ready for a fight.

"The bastard in question is the one that kept us dreaming for three days. He's loose. Welcome to Excolo." I return her thin smile. "And why is Rose going to be..." A flash of purple catches my eye, and I see a purple rabbit race across a lawn. "Ah. I assume that's her dream?"
Wanda just nods and mutters something about one of them and looks back towards the Dormouse. "Everything else okay?"

I get the feeling that it isn't.