The usual disclaimers apply. Feedback is extremely welcome, including constructive criticism. Oh, and I do apologize for not having updated the ongoings in quite a while - they are being worked on but my entire comic and DVD collection is currently locked away in storage so I'm short on reference materials.
Anyway, more than enough from me...
The Sweet Dream
The dreamer... drifts.
Down endless corridors drifts he, through mist and memory, through space and time. Time is all he has. Memory is all he is, all he shall ever be. He is as substantial as a dying breath, as fleeting as an idle fancy one hot summer's afternoon.
The dreamer dreams.
He dreams of the ocean, of lagoons, azure and bottomless, of black depths and crushing pressures, of storm-tossed seas and pounding surf, of safe and sleepy harbours. The sky is turquoise, or grey and ponderous with rain, or fragile points of light in endless darkness.
And throughout it all, there is a hand in his.
The dreamer smiles.
There is a hand in his. Small and infinitely precious. Another, larger, sure and callused, joins it, and together they are three. As they should be. As, in his dreams, they always are. Always will be.
The dreamer stumbles.
The hand, that precious hand, is wrenched from his. The second follows a heartbeat later, and then he is falling, falling, falling. Alone.
The dreamer screams.
He screams for them as plummets, screams until his throat is raw and aching, until he finds himself falling, not through air, but liquid once more. His breath is stolen from him as it fills his nose, his mouth, his lungs, thick and warm and heavy. And red.
Red.
All red.
They had been all red.
He had been-
The dreamer... wakes.
Terror rises with sudden sickness, despair and self-loathing wash through his every cell. He looks down at himself in horror; in supplication at the man on the dais before him.
"I'm... awake? I should never be awake! I'm only human when I'm sleeping!"
A/N:
I always felt sorry for poor Plasmus. Or, rather, Otto, the man who becomes Plasmus. Talk about blessed with suck - what a life.