#just usin Tumblr as a notepad to jot this story premise down before I go to bed and forget it

[ailithnight]

A fantasy/sci-fi/fantasy sci-fi story which starts in the perspective of some English nobleman at his country estate pondering a "curios dream" he'd had, eventually being asked by some servant what has him so contemplative that morning and causing him to recount the dream. Like dreams typically are; what he recounts is vague, muddled, and meandering; without any proper plot. After the telling, he takes his breakfast and goes about his normal day in the idyllic life of a nobleman.

Then he has another dream. And another. And another. And every morning he sits and ponders and eventually recounts his dream to whoever asks him about it first. And as the story goes on, the dreams become more detailed, realistic, and begin to develop into the actual fantasy/sci-fi/fantasy sci-fi plot.

Still being told as recountings of dreams of an English nobleman.

Meanwhile the narration around the nobleman's life becomes more and more vague, muddled, and meandering. It's plotless, basically a slice of life story of this romanticized version of an English nobleman.

By the end, it's unclear whether or not the nobleman's life was real or if it was the dream and the fantasy/sci-fi/fantasy sci-fi stuff was the "real life."