caedmon, tree

[CAEDMON]

this is the day. he's been practicing in the tangible world for weeks now. he entered the dream world with gloves on and that's how he knew- it was time. he starts climbing the tree at a slow pace, swinging upward to each branch, hugging the tree tightly with his legs. the sky is a deep pink. it's almost dawn.

he stops and gazes at the sun for a moment before he realizes. it's almost morning. and now he rushes upwards, climbing in a frenzy like a monkey. the top is in sight when-
......
he wished the dream could've just lasted a bit longer.

[citrus]

FOR CAEDMON ;; + star piece

[CAEDMON]

he doesn't want to try climbing the tree anymore-- elias is done with that. sure he might have been able to do it, but last time he woke up right as he was nearing the final stretch. it probably happened for a reason, right?

instead he just collected some oval-ish rocks and places them around the base of the tree. he was no designer, but he could at least try and make the tree look pretty. pieces of bark were scraped off and the grass near the tree uprooted a bit. clearly, many people had come here. which was fine; the tree had been used and now it might need a clean up.

he picked up some leaves, ripped off the last dying pieces of bark and then lied down, ready for a dream within a dream.

[king]

FOR ELIAS maybe the tree will share its secrets. + tm confide