The Kingdom of Dreams

In reality, there were but some twisted abomination of meat and leaf. However here, within dreams, they took on the avatar of their most idealized self. Here Pallavi saw herself now as the monster that she is but as beautiful and somewhat more mature version of herself. In here her humanoid portions a young Indian girl whom looked slightly more mature than they do in reality. Her eyes are but a deep, chocolate brown and the burns that mar their skin are not present. Her entire body is draped in vast robed cloak of finest silk with wondrous hue's of blues and gold. The garments themselves stretch nearly 40 feet in length and hides whatever features are below her waist.

Through the course of the night, Pallavi wormed their way into the dreams of the others as they but rested. Peering into the these dreams have always been a highlight of her's as within dreams they had a lot more control in their life. Often times the dreamer was unaware of her presence and in the few times they were, it was usual a cordial affair. Some people thought that her entering other people's dreams as an invasion of their privacy... and maybe it was but they never saw it ever being harmful so long as they didn't linger too long. That and she was sure that any encounters within the dreams were usually forgotten anyway.

After spending some time being amused of dream with a dog chasing squirrel within vast green lawn, Pallavi moved onto another dream and this time was greeted with an empty space save for a single door standing like a monolith in its center. Curious, Pallavi moves towards the door and studies the playful of motif of young girl roughly her own age. Staring at them... part of her almost though she was seeing herself in these images if she was born with legs instead of a tail. Now invested, Pallavi waves her arm to open the door, but much to her own surprise, the door did not budge. Again she waves and again nothing transpired. Normally they had much better control while in a dream so for the door to not obey meant... something was amiss... that the dreamer behind that door was no ordinary dreamer.

Part of her wondered if she should just move on but decided that they should at least try to open the door with their hands. Pushing with one hand, the door easily slide open to reveal a vast, surreal dreamscape now laid bare before her! While there were many dreams that have left her impressed, this dream truly left her awestruck. Once past the door, they flew flew into the sky to further appreciate the world they were now in. As they flew through the sky, down below they would like like a blue banner soaring in the heavens.

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Pallavi looked all around herself to the dreamscrape, below they can see a green field of rolling grasses. The only anomaly they could spot was some... colorful cart of sort? From their height it was difficult to tell as she squinted. To get a better look, they held out one of their hands as a spyglass suddenly materialized in her palm. With it they could see the colorful pillows piled high on top of the of an isolated wagon. Pallavi couldn't help but think how soft they look and fancied the idea of falling asleep within the dream. As the mused the idea of dream within a dream in their head, with their spyglass they noticed something else, or rather someone else, that they had failed to notice earlier.

It took a moment to put together that the person looked just like the figure they had seen on the doorway from earlier and that they seemed to be... calling out to her? If this was the owner of the dream then it was seem that were aware enough of Pallavi to notice her. Usually she would try to not to directly bother the dreamer but as they were obviously found out... it would be rude of her to not say hi right? So Pallavi made the commitment to descended back down to earth, making her way to the girl until she was but hovering above her.

"Uhh... hello there! I guess you found me... sorry if I was interrupting you." greeted Pallavi as she falls slowly to the ground just in front of the girl. As she descends, the 40 foot long robe falls flat into a perfect circle around Lycia. Pallavi looks to the girl warmly though a little embarrassed for being notice.

"Oh? You mean... your used to people people entering your dreams?" piped up Pallavi, curious as to how it was other dreamers seem to have found themselves here. "Well we could perhaps still do that... the pillows do seem really comfy~"

Just as they said that several cow, or at least cow-like creatures, begin to surround them but seem concerned with only causally mow the green grasses all around them. As one of the cows neared her, Pallavi reached out her hand to pet the creature's back. As Lycia introduced herself to her, Pallavi looked to her and smiled warmly.

"Thank you Lycia, for welcoming me. My name is Pallavi and... and its nice to meet you."

"The... Dream? Is that what you call this place?" asked a puzzled Pallavi. They were aware that they were both within a dream but Lycia seems not aware aware of their dream but... also refers as though a place. While each dream was always something unique, here it felt more like... a living breathing world. Lycia seemed used to bringing people within this dreamland though Pallavi couldn't help but feel like an uninvited guest that accidentally found their way to a party.

While lost in thought, she sudden found herself staring into the eyes of gentle beast they had been petting as mooing in satisfaction. Such a gesture made Pallavi smile and continue to pet the creature as it nudged closer to her.

"Natau you call them? They are so soft and... kind. Are they friends of yours?" questioned Pallavi as they looked to Lycia, bemused as they seem to be busy with a join calf showing affections for her.

"Oh! Uhh..." Pallavi paused to think as this was a challenging question. In her case, she was used to making all sorts of things within her own sort of dream world. Her first thoughts dwelt on castles floating in the sky, or forest filled with kind inhabitants, but as thought more thoroughly there was one thing that only dreams she can still find.

"Yeah, there is something I would like to see." answered Pallavi as drifts away from the Natau. As she gives herself space she looks to empty space of grass in front of her and strikes a thinking pose.

"I would... like to see my parents again." stated Pallavi and with a flick of finger a round table made entirely of stone raises through the soil. Though the table was not as she imagine, she was still happy to appear in front of her eyes nevertheless.

"My dad, he would be sitting over there, reading his newspaper with his favorite pipe in mouth." spoke up Pallavi while recalling the warm memories of her father. While looking back to the past with fondness a stone replica of her dad, a swarthy and handsome mustached English bloke whom like as though he came from some archaeological expedition, appears on one end of the table reading thin stone sheet and a rock pipe in his lip. With an affirmative nod, Pallavi looked to the other side of the table.

"My mother... she would sit on the other end. She was always so beautiful in her silks." explained Pallavi as stone sculpture of her mother, whom looks near identical to Pallavi save learning much older and having an obvious snake-like tail that coils around the stone chair they were seated on. The motherly figure its opposite the stone father, her sculpture would seem calm and composed as it staring longingly to man that she loved with a stony gaze. Content with their creation, Pallavi slips on over to the empty spot of the table between these idols.

"And... and I would be sitting right here between them! A-asking them all about how my day at school was and tell them all about what I learned and how all of my friends where doing! And... and everything would be perfect... and happy." elated Pallavi, before hanging her head and sighed "Thats... what I would like to see in my dreams but... n-nothing I do or try can recreate that moment as I remember it..."

After a somber reflection, Pallavi looked to Lycia, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Oh... errr... especailly here. Its harder for me to make things as I imagine them in this dream. Its like... clay that has become too stiff..." tried to explain Pallavi as they looked between their stone parents. "I... can't seem to get those lifelike details in this dream as I can in others."