Sweet dreams are made of these...

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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A Abigail Hobbs Aiya/Gray Nightingale Adrasteius Anor'thalion Ahsoka Tano Alex Russo Allen Walker Anders Anthony Crowley Asteffiel Axel

B - D Belthazar Spellscry Beverly Crusher Bran Stark Caesar Zeppeli Cayde-6 Cheese Sandwich Clay Terran Coil Cole Davesprite Duke Pantarei

E - I Elecman.exe Elena Gilbert Elize Lutus Felix Harrowgate Fenris Finrod Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus Imperator Furiosa Isabela Issac Lahey

J - M Jade Harley James Barnes/Jim James Barnes/Winter Joseph Joestar Katara Katniss Everdeen/Nova Kirito/Kazuto Kirigaya Kurt Wagner Leanne Loki Maladict(a) Max Caulfield Megaman Mordin Solus

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[hymnals]

[Filaments of ice radiate outwards from the mirror, running up and down and across the walls of the apartment. The warm, incense-heavy air turns bitter and chilled. An armored hand slams, palm open, against the mirror, as though trying to shatter it.]

How dare you. Are you trying to forget me? Are you trying to pretend I never existed?

I won't let you.

I won't let you.

[arcanepower]

[Belth trembles but holds fast, his palms clammy as he holds the sheet.]

There must be a reason Adra put you behind him. Maybe the fault lies with you.

[He drops the sheet and steps back, fearing the consequences of doing such a thing.]

[hymnals]

[The drape flutters angrily, but the frost recedes, and no more voices speak from the mirror. Whomever or whatever it was, the drape keeps it caged.]

[arcanepower]

[Thank goodness. Belth's curiosity is still piqued, however. He makes his way over to Adra.]

Adra? ... Who was that in the mirror?

[He feels bad interrupting, but... he's curious, okay.]

[hymnals]

[Adra doesn't even look up from his work.]

My twin brother. His name's Aurelius. Don't talk to him.

[arcanepower]

You never said you had a brother. He seems... [Another pause, as he thinks of Aure's manner.] ... unpleasant.

[hymnals]

[Adra looks up, then, to meet Bel's eyes. There's no recognition in his face: this version of Adrasteius is an echo, a dream image.]

Unpleasant is a gentle euphemism when it comes to him. He tries to spy through that mirror--that's why I keep it covered.

[arcanepower]

Oh. I see... I apologize for peeking.

[He leans over, trying to see what Adra is doing. Adra seems... odd. Not all there. Belth feels a little strange, so he goes to poke around the other things.

He gasps as the scenery shifts. He wasn't expecting that. Now finding himself in a strange church, he feels like maybe he should pray but... ah well.

He goes for the plate of tarts though, first. He's always fixated on food. It's a thing.]

[hymnals]

[The tarts glisten as though freshly glazed. The pile has all kinds, but deep purple skethylberries are most prominent.

Touching them, unsurprisingly, activates a memory; the scenery shifts entirely, taking Bel to Adra's house in the Court of the Sun. He's in the living room, calling for his daughter.

"Runie. Alrune! Come on, girl, come on out now."

A child's whimper echoes.

"I promise, I'm not angry. It's okay, sweetheart. I know you're hungry ..." Adra's popping here and there in the room. He stands on his tiptoes to peer over a dresser, bends low to scan the space beneath his couch. His movements grow more agitated as the moments pass.

Alrune cries.

"All right," Adra says, collapsing on the couch. "I'm just going to sit right here, star of my heart. I'll wait."

After a few minutes of silence, Alrune--previously invisible--eventually materializes under the table.

"Daddy," she says, her voice still choked with tears; her cheeks are smeared with purple streaks. Adra pats the space on the couch beside him.

"Come here, sweet girl," he says. "I'm not mad."

"I know," she says, climbing up beside him. "It's not you. It's Mama."

Adra, reaching to smooth Alrune's hair, stops suddenly. His expression turns from indulgent concern to horrified realization.

"Oh," he says. "Oh. Alrune ..."

He gathers the little girl into his arms, and she clings to him, balling her fists in his robes. More tears roll down her sticky cheeks.

"She's gone. She's always gone."

"She'll be back, darling," Adra murmurs, speaking to the top of Alrune's hair. "Soon."

"When?"

"I don't know," he sighs. Then, tousling her hair, he says, "I miss her, too. It's okay to cry about it for a while. But you know what else we can do about it?"

Alrune pulls away to look up at Adra, her green eyes wide, incredulous. "What?"

He hefts her onto his shoulder as he gets up from the couch. "We can finish off those tarts."]

[arcanepower]

[Belth very nearly pops his own invisibility so that he doesn't ruin the scene. He almost thinks he's back at Adra's house again-- back home. He recognizes Alrune, and there's a part of his expression that softens without him realizing it.]

Alrune...

[He's fond of Adra's children already, and it's terrible. As the memory fades, he pulls his robes closer around himself.]

... I hope she isn't lonely.

[He paces the pews for a minute or two, until he passes the magic hymnal for a third time. Curiosity bids him to touch it. It reminds him of his sister and Adra at once, and he can't help wanting to flip through it of his own accord. This time, he braces for another memory.]