When

When

A short poem. Viewer discretion is advised. A trigger warning just to be safe. I take no credit for the cover image. Please don't steal. Thank you. -Cris

published on September 14, 2019completed

Iridescence

Really, this is shameless promoting.

Svapna Samsara. That was one word for...Your kind. One rarely used, but certainly there.  Sometimes it was simply Samsarians. It was a word you heard of from long ago. Sanskrit, or something if you recalled. Svapna meant the Dream. Samsara meant....Many things. It meant a Wanderer, but it also meant the cycle of Life and Death.

Yes, you were a dreamwalker, one who tread the boundary of the conscious and subconscious.  Or at least, one in halted-training. The last you've heard of your mentor before they suddenly disappeared, was that they were heading North. To where, perhaps one day you'd find out...

Want to find out more? Go check out the CYOA quiz I created. It's the beginning of the series and honestly I'm winging it but depending on how it goes, will affect whether or not it continues. I hope it'll be enjoyable to read, even if it's short. I promise it'll make more sense later.

I take no credit for Fallen London, only my interpretation and deviations on it.
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