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I had the most amazing dream last night... A wedding...

It was heartbreaking at first...I cried, I even got angry. To wake up from something so beautiful...to know it isn't real...to have something you want so desperately just out of reach... But then I realized, it was the closest I've ever been to the real thing... It felt more than just a mere dream...it was a gift.

It's as they say, you shouldn't look a gift horse in the house...

Paracelsus looked so handsome... He always does, but it was like he was really there. He had a body... Golden hair... They even served blood in the wine glasses, I was under the impression that was unacceptable. It made me feel so...normal.

I long to have a big, gorgeous wedding one day, but for now...this was nice. I do...worry the longer I stay here, that I may die before that time comes... So I will cherish the moments I DO receive.

Maybe I can get married in the next life... Do you think dragons have weddings? Oh...to hold a wedding under the crystal clear, blue depths of the ocean... Maybe I'd like that even more, now that I think about it... Invitations would have to be limited to those who could breathe underwater, but I've heard most people invited to destination weddings don't RSVP anyway.

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Blood in wine glasses is not abnormal on Terra. There are many Vampire Sarkaz there who would enjoy being at such a wedding.

May I ask if you're feeling alright?

Oh...I wish I knew that sooner, I'm only now learning about Sarkaz. So far, all I've gathered is that they're abysmal fliers.

I'm feeling fine? Overjoyed, even. ...or I was until I realized I'm dealing with even more vampires. My encounters with vampires have been very...mixed. They either blow me apart or gift me chocolate, there is no in between.

One of Rhodes Island's doctors is a Vampire. She gives vaccinations instead of chocolates.

You seem to have had some strange run-ins. Care to elaborate? Dare I ask if you were alright after being blown apart?

I was fine, as a homunculus, I'm designed to withstand far more than what the average human can handle. That worthless fool only managed to sever one of my arms off, but I can't recall if it was the blast or the impact that separated it. I'd rather not give him the credit, the filthy homewrecker wAS TRYING TO TAKE MY HUSBAND

[He was just saying hi.]

The vampire here is much more acceptable. Yours sounds equally useful. Vaccinations make people healthy.

...did you sew it back on? Or do you naturally regrow limbs? My knowledge of homunculi is extremely limited. I do hope it didn't hurt, and that your husband was alright.

[...See, and this is why she likes Passenger so much. He always seems to know the right things to say, take interest in the things other people would usually gawk at her for.]

My husband was quite alright, he's much sturdier than I am.

And although regrowing limbs is something I'm quite capable of, it takes a lot less effort and blood to simply realign the limb and have it reattach itself. Which is what I did. It's quite fascinating, perhaps I can demonstrate the process for you one day. It involves a careful eye to realign the nerves and tissue just right, like putting together a work of art.

[If A.B.A wasn't such a weirdo when it came to the human body, she'd make a fantastic doctor. Oh well, blood drinking weirdo it is.]

I would be willing to spectate if it happened to you, though I would prefer to see you unharmed. And... armed, as it were.

:)

[Don't you start making puns now—]

[ Vanilla debates this for the longest time. Was it the same type of dreams that the others had received? But hers sounds so nice. For her, of course. Almost like it was an offer. What she could have if she aligned her allegiances.

It unnerves him. But at the same time, it made her so happy. So he will keep his worries to himself. ]

My dear, I am sure one day you will receive what you desire. We will return home someday, once we have figured out how to do so without harming anyone, and then you shall be reunited with your love. Your wedding will come shortly after, I am sure.

I am unsure if they do, but who would stop them from doing so if they desired? When you are a dragon, you may hold whatever ceremony you so desire, wherever you desire. I will do my best to create water breathing charms when that happens!

Now you're starting to sound like him... "No harming" this, "no violence" that. Sometimes you need to harm someone to make something happen. I'm okay with that.

...will you remember you promises in the next life?

Ahaha, forgive me, I have been told I am quite the pacifist. I thoroughly believe most conflicts can be resolved through talking. But, I do admit, I know some cannot.

And of course I will. There were quite a few things I found here when I first arrived that seemed deliberately left for me, by me, so that I can recall what must be done. So even if I do not remember immediately, I will find the notes I leave myself.

[Woah woah woah woah woah, what?! A.B.A's writing becomes a little more hectic has her mind races with questions.]

Notes? You left notes? How? Tell me now. Where did you find them? How did you know to leave them? Is it a feeling?

I don't feel anything.

What did the notes say?

[ Oogh.... how much to say about what he found.

Or how increasingly unhinged he became in some of them after Lily's passing. ]

I found them in places I, as I am now, would have left them. Notes in the library in the School, tucked away in a secret spot in the wardrobe that came with the house upon my restoring it.

Ah, as for what they said... most of them were letters from those I knew before in my life. Some were notes about plant magic that seemed different than the corruption. Others were warnings to beware things.

[ The note from Lily, tucked inside a book she knew he would find. Beware the fog. ]

Other than the Ocean, where do you feel the most called to? The spot you enjoy sitting at the most? Investigate around there, and you may find something. Ask Rusty or Beat to aid you, being hounds they should be able to sniff things up.

[The less he explains, the more she wants to read them. Left behind notes were all she ever had from her creator, she loves them, she loves meeting people without actually having to...meet them. There are stories in between the lines, useful information about the Outside World, diagrams. It sounds like Pure Vanilla was really on top of things, much like a scientist. How he ever knew to hide those notes in the first place amazes her.

...Maybe she should give him more credit.

You know who she won't give any credit to? Herself.]

I'm not sure if I would do the same...

[...!!!]

No wait...my grudge diary...

[ While he wasn't exactly a scientist, he was a Doctor, and making strides towards magical usage of healing. A nerd, in other words. ]

Your grudge diary?

[ Why does that note surprise him that she carries a grudge diary... ]

I may not have the foresight to leave notes for a future me, but I do like to take notes for present me...

I wonder if it was the same...

...I'll admit, I only really humor the idea of a "past me." If only because "present me" will become "past me" for "dragon me." Still...as a creation, I can't understand how I could be reborn if I was...never born. Only awoken. The soul is merely a collection of memories...and I remember nothing of a past life...

[The writing in that last bit wobbles slightly. It isn't true, or at least, she isn't exactly confident in that statement. She's had some pretty...strange dreams, Suri not required, and now Heimr is telling her she has a favorite flower she's never heard of before...]

I will ask Beat to see if there is another diary.

If you enjoy taking notes now, then I do not doubt you would have enjoyed taking notes before! You may have hidden it in a spot that you felt the most safe. It would seem we lived in the Northern part of the Grove most, so I would start there.

Mm, there are theories about that. Past memories wiped clean so that our souls may partake of a fresh adventure, without the burden of our past lives weighing us down. It is little wonder none of us remember until something triggers a memory. But I must argue a soul is far more than a collection of memories. It is the very essence of thought, of desire. One can be alive yet lack a soul.

[ Lily saw it, and when he gained his alternates memories - he saw it as well. Cookies with life but no soul, their eyes blank, no desire or will in them. ]

If you desire my aid as well, I will do my best to do what I can.

...would you come with me, then?

I'm...scared of what I might find...

...scared that I might find anything at all.

Of course I will, my dear. Simply tell me when you desire my company and I will be there. You needn't be afraid of what you may find.

[ He... he hopes. ]

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