#dreamread

[yumetsukiart]

It my gal Dreamreader

[sunbugg]

I've been having so many dreams where I'm falling lately

[wisp-of-chaos]

Meet the OC - Solis Caecus

What is this? Another OC introduction? It's more likely than you think! (Someone stop me I have far too many of these little gremlins)

Anyway, as usual, OC lore under the cut my lads!

Solis is a OC from the Guild Wars 2 Game and part of the sylvari race.

Instead of being the Commander, she is a Second Born. Her Wyld Hunt is to travel to Elona and rid it from Palawa Joko's tyrannical rule, which is why she joined the Order of Whispers to get access to the Crystal Desert.

There, she lives under the guise of a Joko loyalist noble of Amnoon going by the name Njedah Salehi and gathers intel wherever and however she can to thwart his rule. She made quick friends with the remaining Sunspear's and is a honorary member of the Order of Shadows.

Solis doesn't have many friends end prefers to stick to herself as well as the shadows and illusions of her magic.

As a sapling, she was very self-conscious and insecure about her facial looks and tended to hide from her siblings in the Grove. Until she recieved a gift - an orrian mask enchanted with a concealing spell that allowed her to see through the metal while hiding her face from everyone else - from Trahearne which greatly impoved her social life.

Trahearne and Malomedies were the only two other sylvari she ever truly called friends and trusted enough to confide in.

Most of her early years in the Grove were spend learning and growing and consulting various Dreamreaders about her dream. In the end, it was Trahearne again who gave her the final clue to fulfilling her calling when he directed her towards the Order of Whispers; knowing that they possessed the knowledge and skill to pass the border to Elona without notice.

Solis was beyond happy to finally getting closer to fulfilling her Wyld Hunt and joined the Order; learning and rising among their ranks just as quickly until she was entrusted with the task to travel to Elona herself and work towards Joko's rule from within.

She has a deep rootes afscination for the starts and sky; likes to venture into the golden dunes of the desert on her own and enjoys her coffee as dark and strong as possible.

Solis never quite enjoyed the humid heat of the Maguuma Jungle and feels far more at home in the dry climate of Elona.

Over the years working as a spy, she gathered quite the collection of ancient artifacts (some of them were direct gifts from Joko for her deeds in his name) and poems, which she keeps with the intent to give them to Trahearne should they ever meet again.

Her favorite snack is Lokum (she enjoys all variations of it but likes the common, plain one with pistacios best) and she has a black cat called Bastet.

When she was born, she was called Caelis by the Mother Tree but later on given the nickname of Solis by her friend and teacher Malomedies and stuck to it. Only her most trusted allies and friends know her "true" name.

She war furthermore born with a male body but it never felt quite right to her, so she opted to become a mesmer and cover herself with illusions to make her appear more like her true self.

A very cute visual of her can be found here:

Done by a wonderful and dear friend of mine <3 (aka @unaarista)

(Note: this is her canon/main lore and doesn't account for any of all the funky little AU's I've made for her over the years)

[sasster]

Ok fair i see why living forever would be stuff of nightmares cylion.

Though, were you trained by favion(or someone else)? or is dreamreading more of like, a gift of sorts you're born with?

“Did you intend to shed your mask?

I was not trained, I was hatched with this skill.

It is my purpose to aid the Dreamer, this is what I can do for Her.”

[dreamwriter]

Freedom!!!

This is hardly related to my writing journey, but also kinda sorta? Or maybe I just want another topic so I can make a separate post to make up for over a year of inactivity here xD

So I've been reading this book (not gonna name it, but it's a classic) for the past... 2-3 years LMAO. It was part of the reading list for one of my uni classes but I never actually read it back then (hehe). During our move to a new apartment, there was barely anything set up in my room: no computer and no books EXCEPT this novel because it was packed separately with my uni stuff. Boredom and guilt (from never having read the book for class back then) plus the realisation that I could hardly call myself a literature major if I didn't read it made me pick it up.

And thus began a many-year-journey of torture that quite literally killed the reader in me and wiped one of my biggest hobbies right out of my life.

Reading has always been my greatest hobby and I'd always been a bookworm. The librarians at all my schools knew me, and I was rarely ever seen without a novel in my hand between classes. I could spend entire school holidays cooped up in my room reading because that's how much I loved it.

But it is no exaggeration when I say I hated this book so much that it literally made me distance myself from my hobby for years, even after I'd gotten a hold of new books I wanted to read. I told myself I wasn't allowed to read anything else until I finished this one, thinking that it'd be motivation enough for me to finish it quickly, however much I disliked it. But the result was that I just stopped reading altogether.

If I thought about reading, it had to be that book. And since I didn't wanna read that book, then I may as well not read at all. And so days turned to weeks turned to months turned to years, and the girl who adored the world of books all her life barely read more than a few short chapters in 2-3 years because she idiotically locked herself into this miserable spiral.

The book isn't even objectively bad. I'm aware that it's a huge classic. But on a personal level, I just did not enjoy it one bit no matter how hard I tried.

However, over the last two days, I grit my teeth and blasted through the remaining 60% of the book. No, it did not get good later on! xD I still very much disliked every chapter I forced myself to read, but I knew I had to get through it if I wanted to read all the new novels I'd bought during my recent trip back to Australia.

And as of today? I AM FREE. AT LONG LAST.

The relief and joy I felt when I finally closed that book and placed it onto my shelf (forever! D:<)... and the sheer happiness as I immediately reached for a book that I wanted to read.

And with a book that I actually want to read? I'm reading again! I spent the afternoon and evening reading alone in my room, just like old times! I've missed the smell of the paper, the excitement of stepping into a new world, and the momentum of turning a new page ;___;

It really feels like I've resurrected a huge part of what made me who I am. Rediscovering a hobby and rekindling my love for reading has washed away the guilt and sadness I've felt for the past two years every time I said that reading was my hobby but then remembered shamefully that I couldn't even finish a short novel.

But now it's finally over!!!

I've found the reader in me again, and with that, my love for the magical worlds that can only be found within the pages of a novel.

Does this relate to my writing journey? Not really LOL this blog is dreamwriter not dreamreader. But I'm hoping that rediscovering the joys of reading will help me rediscover some of my passion for writing, too.

Anyway, this post is more like a long ramble or a diary entry. But this is significant enough to me that I want to put it somewhere, and what better place to choose than the place where I document my own journey of creating stories that can hopefully also bring joy to fellow bookworms out there? ^^

[steamedtangerine]

Don Eddy's Dreamreaders series (1984-1987)

[superrrkiddd]

soul

The Librarian: Đừng để cái mệt nhọc xâm chiếm tâm hồn. Mẹ em hay nói câu ấy. Người ta có thể tự hành hạ thể xác, nhưng phải giữ cho tâm hồn vẹn toàn.

The Dreamreader: Một lời khuyên tốt.

The Librarian: Nhưng thú thật là em hoàn toàn không biết nó thực sự là gì, tâm hồn ấy mà, nó có ý nghĩa chính xác gì. Đối với em nó chỉ là một tên gọi.

The Dreamreader: Người ta không sử dụng tâm hồn. Nó cứ thế tồn tại thôi. Như gió trời. Em chỉ việc cảm nhận được nó.

[flecks-of-stardust]

oh they're in the dreamreading temple thing,,,,

is time for froge again

[brodnork]

Just revealed a character on Kickstarter, the mystical Dreamreader!

[novawolfmoonchild]

Post about lucid dreaming I had 3 dreams that happened all in once if that make since to anyone and it as been bothering me all day so I decided to smoke some mugwort and weed together for lucid dreaming and I’ll also be putting some under my pillow tonight please wish me safe travels this is my first time doing this and in this way I’m hoping to find the answers I’m looking for also in hopes of trying to get in contact with my Guardian angel for guidance If you believe that this isn’t the way to go about it please tell me respectfully I’m open to all options since I’m still new to learning Wicca I like to explore all options to help me grow in my Journey #mugwort #luciddreams #420witch #weedwitch #luciddreaming #greenwitchcraft #wiccanlife #wicca #dreammeanings #dreamreading #weedwiccan #weedwicca #greenwitch https://www.instagram.com/p/BrSEQvwFDeD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ab9y0gpld9xo

[qamer]

"Explore yourself and know what capabilities you have been endowed with by God. If you utilise all the spiritual potentials conferred onto you by God, you will understand one day that, ‘I am just a little lesser than God.’" ~Sufi Master Younus AlGohar * * * * * * * * * * #alratv #younusalgohar #exploreyourself #explore #selflove #loveyourself #coaching #lifelessons #pastliferegression #dubailife #godgrace #dreamreading #tantralife #twinflamesigns #twinflame #mantratribe #mantravibes #soulmatereading #chakrahealingvibes #chakraactivation #tantrameditation #dubaijewellery #tantralove #tantrasex #rdeyegang #rdeyeopener #lifecoachesofinstagram #lifecoachtowomen #spiritualretreat #lifecoachingtips https://www.instagram.com/p/CcFdOXMvB52/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tiodolma]

@the-king-and-the-druidess

I feel like bbc morgana got the bulk of (le morte d’ arthur) merlin’s powers 😅😅 especially the seer/dreamreader ones.

Meanwhile i feel like bbc merlin’s powers are closer to prose merlin’s: storms, elements, floods, fire, knocking things away.

Merlin powers count

Shapeshift

Shapeshift others

Vanish

Dream reader

[songsparrowwitch]

Hi! Hope you're well. :) If you're still looking for dream interpretation practice: So I've had a short dream twice in the past week: I'm walking up to my desk at work and everything looks as it does IRL except in both dreams there was a white chair to the left of my black computer chair. Any ideas?

Thank you, and I hope you are well also. :)Significant symbols:-Desk: work, focus-White: purity, birth, joy, enlightenment, need for balance-Chair: how (un)supportive you feel in your work or emotional life-Walking: how do you walk in this dream? confident = clear direction, lost or late = confused or worried, slow = relaxed or slow; indication of your journey in life, work, etc.

This dream may just be telling you that you’re going to get a new chair at work, but it could also be a message that you need balance in your life. You may be working too much or focusing too much on one thing. How you walk in this dream may indicate how well you will do to reach that balance (for example, if you walk slowly, it may take a long time to find this needed balance). The chair can indicate how much support you will have. If it looks like a sturdy chair, you may have sturdy support during this journey to find balance (support can come from your work, coworkers, yourself, friends, etc.), but if it looks like it may fall apart at any moment, you may not have that support from others that you want.And dreams can also just be dreams.I hope this makes sense or helps. Thanks for submitting! 

[moments-divins]

theyre gonna start putting adspace in ur dreams heads up. theyre being real subliminal abt it but if u see any product placement or nudges encouraging u to want something youve shown a little interest in before you mightve been getting a dream ad. and also dreamreaders are upping their prices and are required to interpret all ur sponsored dreams before getting to ur actual subconscious. theyre putting visions behind a paywall. honestly i think we should just start boycotting sleep+. you can pirate ur dreams just so u know. instead of logging into sleep+ if you just lie really still in a dark room for a bit sometimes the dreams will start on their own. xoxo sweet dreams.

[xxqueensunnyxx]

So my dream last night was weirdly real. 

It started off with me in the Renaissance running from people or something. Then I rushed into this old grey and black chapel with the prettiest blue and red stained glass with the tiniest hint of gold, it was sunset and the glass was making this large colorful circle on the ground, the pews were covered in dust and so was the stone flooring. I found at the end of the aisle was a man with light blond hair reaching his shoulders but tied back, wearing this pure black royal like suit. I went to yell at him, I remember having something to important to say but before I could he turned towards me with these glowing blue eyes cutting me off he said: “ would you dance with me, my lady?” and before I even replied he had my hand, we began ballroom dancing all through the chapel and I remember being extremely calm and happy even though I was panicked moments before. He was smiling and he kept doing spins, I always loved to spin, he even lifted me off the ground a few times, there was orchestra music playing yet there was no orchestra. At some point, the music faded into the ending of “she used to be mine” (this was like a queue that the dream was ending) and when the song was dying off we stopped dancing, he then bowed and just like that I felt as if my heart broke. I heard “In here!” the door slammed open I tried to grab him but instead I woke up crying.

so if anybody can decode this shit, I would appreciate it.

[kokoakerana]

The feel of the spring

Blackbird of bright grass

sparrow devouring my rice of sorrow

took the hollow of mind.

I'm the dreamreader

breeding the memories from a tree

shower of rain saving

the stirring roots

drinking the liquid sun.

They're going to need

a whole new sun

for a project signed

by the beauty with eyes of spring

a non-forsaken place of leaves

on a bed without thief

protected by the afterglow

forged of the meaning of daylight.