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smk_networkIt had been far too long now. Over five days since he had last heard anything from The Dreamfinder. His own magics had shown that the man was not even in Main Street! An enormous danger to all of them but more so to Blair himself. As it was, even the Mirror Portal had begun to malfunction without it's builder to maintain it.
A quiet inquiry had been sent out through the Land, to be on the look out for The Dreamfinder. Any news was to be sent straight to Merlin or Hades...none had come. Which was why he now sat at his table, staring at his own small communication mirror.
There was evidence of the old walkway to Tiki Oasis having been used. No one had used it since the Oasis had become the Dark Jungles. Whatever survivors having been the last ones through ages ago. It was a rather long shot but, Merlin had nothing else to go on.
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[The video turns on to show a very grumpy looking Merlin.]
I am calling all Sorcerer's Apprentices that are currently with in the Magic Kingdoms. I am afraid I have rather worrisome news.
[He rubs the bridge of his nose.]
It seems that The Dreamfinder, has gone missing. I am assuming it has been of his own power but, as he is still a new Kingdom Spirit, and the last Kingdom Spirit, I am afraid he will find himself in great danger.
So I am asking for volunteers. I need to send you out into the Dark Jungles to find the Dreamfinder or else the last beat of imagination this place has will be snuffed out and everything we have been working towards will be destroyed.
[His voice grew far more grim.]
That includes your own worlds. If The Corrosion destroys Main Street, then there is nothing left between it and your worlds. And...once it leaves the Kingdoms- it can not be stopped. If you wish to volunteer please, let me know.
The fate of Imagination is in your hands, Apprentices. Do with that, what you will.
[end feed.]
A quiet inquiry had been sent out through the Land, to be on the look out for The Dreamfinder. Any news was to be sent straight to Merlin or Hades...none had come. Which was why he now sat at his table, staring at his own small communication mirror.
There was evidence of the old walkway to Tiki Oasis having been used. No one had used it since the Oasis had become the Dark Jungles. Whatever survivors having been the last ones through ages ago. It was a rather long shot but, Merlin had nothing else to go on.
~~~~***~~~~
[The video turns on to show a very grumpy looking Merlin.]
I am calling all Sorcerer's Apprentices that are currently with in the Magic Kingdoms. I am afraid I have rather worrisome news.
[He rubs the bridge of his nose.]
It seems that The Dreamfinder, has gone missing. I am assuming it has been of his own power but, as he is still a new Kingdom Spirit, and the last Kingdom Spirit, I am afraid he will find himself in great danger.
So I am asking for volunteers. I need to send you out into the Dark Jungles to find the Dreamfinder or else the last beat of imagination this place has will be snuffed out and everything we have been working towards will be destroyed.
[His voice grew far more grim.]
That includes your own worlds. If The Corrosion destroys Main Street, then there is nothing left between it and your worlds. And...once it leaves the Kingdoms- it can not be stopped. If you wish to volunteer please, let me know.
The fate of Imagination is in your hands, Apprentices. Do with that, what you will.
[end feed.]
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Date: 2019-08-12 12:17 am (UTC)[he leaves the room, relieved and a little sad to leave; as if the door closing behind him was far more metaphorical. Outside, he took a breath of fresh air, rolling his head from side to side. It didn't take him long to find the book and pick it up. Flipping through he saw a piece of paper jammed in for a bookmark --notes scrawled on it.
His notes.
His handwriting.
....Oh.
Oh for God's sake.
Of all the--
Why had he--
He was a complete idiot.
Even if he had forgotten he shouldn't have-- And now everything was--
Because that certainly wasn't going to continue. Nor could it! It would be near impossible to pull away from and he knew the more Crowley got, the less he would want to let go of.
Beyond which-- how such a clever demon could have any feelings whatever for such a foolish angel seemed completely unfair.
But now what was this foolish angel supposed to do? He couldn't just go back. It would just be awkward. And there would be conversations and lord knew he wasn't ready for that.
He takes a moment to reconcile with himself just a little bit and opens the mirror though it is pointed ever so casually at the ground]
You know, Crowley. I think I'm going to take a walk instead. Maybe I'll even see about some crepes. [he wouldn't] Don't wait up.
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Date: 2019-08-12 12:46 am (UTC)[ Behind him a window is filled with a darkly demonic shape as Crowley peers out of the broken glass. ]
I should come with you. We could share some crepes.
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Date: 2019-08-12 01:02 am (UTC)It's all right. I remember where to go and how to get back. I remember everything in fact. Must have been some after effect of...well, you know...
I'll be fine on my own. So... I'll see you... later. [and he closes the mirror, effectively ringing off before hurrying down the side street, book tucked under his arm. He feels terrible about leaving Crowley in a mess, but it will be a much worse mess if he remains]