♔ | 5 We Meet Again...

[not_a_clotpole]

[It's been a while since Arthur's dreams have been invaded by the strange people from different times and places. No doubt it was for the best since he'd just been crowned king and the last thing he needed was interrupted sleep!

But now the fates have decided to be cruel, so...as he dreams of hunting game things may become very strange indeed...]

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[waterfell]

[She ignores the question to herself and falls into thinking of the one that, to her, is more interesting.]

I wonder what causes it, when people fall away from these dreams.

[not_a_clotpole]

"Does that happen often?" [Arthur asks.

He wonders again why Mercury is always so reticent about herself.]

[waterfell]

[She frowns, as though with the effort of recalling a memory. There are so many people she hasn't dreamed of in a long time.

What happens to them? Are they living out their waking lives? Has something changed? Is it simply fickle fate?]

Often. [It's agreement, and the most simple

[not_a_clotpole]

[Arthur pauses and wonders about this...finally he asks.]

"Has anyone from Camelot ever been here?"

[waterfell]

You. [This is not particularly helpful, as of course he already knows it. She specifies.] You, and no one else yet.