[Dreams. Games played by the subconscious, doors that open to endless worlds outside human reach. His whole existence could very well be considered one of a dream. Existing as long as he thinks, vanishing the moment he stops only to reappear again if he ever starts once more. A being outside worlds, above and below them, a dream and a nightmare, that's all he is.
He had thought that he had lost the ability to dream when he was born. Apparently he's wrong, or he has discovered a power to visit dreams from others. It doesn't make a real difference, he's used to observe things and to immerse himself in them occasionally. Primo stands, observing the stars lazily, they look so much like world fragments that he's almost tempted to try to reach for one. It always feels strange to observe the stars, something humans do quite often, something he himself did before as one.]
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He had thought that he had lost the ability to dream when he was born. Apparently he's wrong, or he has discovered a power to visit dreams from others. It doesn't make a real difference, he's used to observe things and to immerse himself in them occasionally. Primo stands, observing the stars lazily, they look so much like world fragments that he's almost tempted to try to reach for one. It always feels strange to observe the stars, something humans do quite often, something he himself did before as one.]
What kind of dream is this?