Morpheus gives a small smile and dip of his head in acknowledgement, clearly pleased that she appreciates the sight as much as he does. Often when his head is a mess he’ll come to Fiddler’s Green to walk about and clear it. It’s a toss up between doing that, or sitting in his castle while the entire Dreaming has stormy weather. Admittedly, he doesn’t always opt for the healthiest of coping mechanisms. He’s trying though, and Fiddler’s Green exists for this very purpose. An escape, an oasis, from one’s weary troubles. The fact that so many yearn for what Fiddler’s Green inspires is one reason he is considered a Major Arcana, and why it is so important he’s returned to his proper place.
“I am glad you find it so. You are welcome here when you dream. After all, the point of a dream is to be shared by dreamers. Without any it is not a fulfilling existence.” Though some dreams and nightmares still had other desires outside of what Morpheus creates. Gault for instance still needed dreamers to be satisfied, but wished to fill a very different role.
“I find here to be… a place of clarity.” He realizes he’s never really explained why this is his favorite spot in the Dreaming. “Even though existence is never simple, it somehow feels as such when there is nothing but open air.”
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Date: 2022-09-03 12:50 pm (UTC)“I am glad you find it so. You are welcome here when you dream. After all, the point of a dream is to be shared by dreamers. Without any it is not a fulfilling existence.” Though some dreams and nightmares still had other desires outside of what Morpheus creates. Gault for instance still needed dreamers to be satisfied, but wished to fill a very different role.
“I find here to be… a place of clarity.” He realizes he’s never really explained why this is his favorite spot in the Dreaming. “Even though existence is never simple, it somehow feels as such when there is nothing but open air.”