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[personal profile] dreamwriter_emmy
November 1 2010
... passing out is not the way i intended to spend the new year. Really cute kid, though. smart for his age too.

Unfortunately, once again i fail to make the halloween party for the second year in a row. jesus christ. why do heartless and my highly-sensitive nature make me that prone to a simple earth-prime cloaking and solidarity spell making me incapacitated.

Date: 2009-11-10 08:46 pm (UTC)
dream_xi: a doll with silver-white hair wearing a white silver and gold suit, his eyes are closed (pic#)
From: [personal profile] dream_xi
November 1 2010
I found an older woman at the library yesterday passed out. At least I helped her recover. She's a refugee... one of the women from what her people here call “Earth-Prime”. She is... so kind. She gave me a package of cookies and a new book to read after I walked her to her house.

She said she would not normally expect a child of my age to be so well behaved. It was slightly embarrassing, but she is so nice to me. She has this.. creature. It flies around but does not speak. It makes motions with its hands. I can sort-of understand what it is saying without words. She said that it was a gift from a famous market festival off world. I would love to travel the way she has. I hope she will tell me a story the next time I see her. She said I reminded her of a half-sibling who left almost two years ago.

Dream Xi

Date: 2009-11-10 08:49 pm (UTC)
dream_xi: a doll with silver-white hair wearing a white silver and gold suit, his eyes are closed (Default)
From: [personal profile] dream_xi
November 6 2010

It was a strange day. That woman calls herself dreamwriter. She wrote one of the books about the refugees that sits in Radiant Library. DreamWriter asked me all sorts of questions and told me a story about an adventure through Wonderland. I told her about my favorite book, The Neverending Story and why I call myself Dream more often than Xi, my birth name.

She seems taken by me... and she let me play with Sheridan, that is what she calls that little flying creature, again. She also asked me an odd question.... what do I dream? I told her I would have to wait to reveal that as dreams are fragile things.

Dream Xi

Date: 2009-11-10 08:52 pm (UTC)
dream_xi: a doll with silver-white hair wearing a white silver and gold suit, his eyes are closed (Default)
From: [personal profile] dream_xi
November 10 2010

I wish I could admit what I dream to her... What I wish for with all my heart and have since I was young... I want to know them... I want to know who gave me this name, who brought me here. I want to have a true home and a true family. I want to travel. I want to be important. I want to be a hero. But wishing and wanting have never gotten me much of anywhere. I have lived in the orphanage for as long as I can remember. What point is there to dreams if they amount to nothing?

I cannot amount to nothing.

Dream Xi
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