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Vivipary!Dreamtale lore goes here. (Very much a WIP, doubly so because I actually have to remember what happened. More details on people featured in Dreamtale will be in other pages!)
The Beginning
Before the village established itself. Everything felt warmer, I think. It was about as safe as that place would ever be. I don't remember what we ate, if we ate at all, but the Apples (both the golden and purple ones, they were all so beautiful) never rotted. They stayed high up in the branches.
I don't miss much about my AU, but I do miss how safe I used to feel there.
Several Years of Clumsily Justified Torment
i hate it, and i'd rather not relive anything about what happened.
Something's Listening
Late nights spent murmuring beneath the Tree. Dream was almost always asleep by that point - and if he wasn't, he was off doing late-night errands for people who couldn't bother to do it themselves. As far as I knew, no one else could hear me speak, and that alone gave me just enough confidence to process what I felt in the only way I could at the time.
I don't remember when that voice began to chime in. It didn't feel dangerous at first, just.. there. It didn't blame me for things that weren't my fault, nor did it give me false pity or treat me like I was nothing but helpless. It asked questions. It helped me think with a little more clarity about the situation I was in. Malicious as I now know it was, it listened to me and treated me with more dignity than nearly everyone else I'd known up to that point.
Apple Incident
If you're here, you know what happened that day. (Lucky you. I might know what happened in other timelines, but I can't figure out exactly how things went down in my own. I can only guess.)
Alive Again?
Honestly not sure what happened. It was, uh. Very disorienting.
Never Truly Gone
Turns out that when you've been consumed once by liquid negativity, it doesn't entirely go away.
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