The Dream include any people who live between dimensions and subsist on the essence of dreams of others.
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World name: The Dream. The occupants are all asleep, so they don’t seem to care what it’s called.
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They need the dreams of living beings – mostly humans – to survive. They’re not exactly parasites, and they’re not exactly monsters, but they are very much not human, and can be nightmarish.
The Dream have one very clear wish: to be left mostly alone. When they do interact with other, it’s quietly, often with no verbal communication.
The Dream die and are reborn like trees in temperate climates, “dying” in the winter and “resurrecting” in the spring. Not much else is known about them, beyond the fact that the average length of each death-rebirth cycle is anywhere from one hundred to four hundred years.
People of The Dream are very mysterious because they live between worlds, traveling the roads between waking and sleeping, and very rarely come into contact with anyone in the waking world.
They need the dreams of living beings (mostly humans) to survive. They’re not exactly parasites, and they’re not exactly monsters, but they are very much not human, and can be freaking scary.
I will say this is about as close to loving a human as this little Dream ever came.
They can slip from world to world without tearing the boundaries between, and more importantly, they can slip from time to time. It’s nothing for a member of the Dream to walk back and forth through thousands of years of history – which is why human dreams can and often do visit both future and past.
Sometimes, the Dream accidentally kidnap the dreamers they’re visiting, with disastrous consequences – there’s nothing quite like going to sleep in 1556 Holland and waking up in 912 Meso-America.
Many, many missing-persons cases are simply matter of a Dream being thoughtless, unintentionally harmful.
Alone, they can slip from world to world without tearing the boundaries between; they do not require a doorway. As a matter of note, the Dream also have spooky control over plants, for reasons unknown. Under the control of the Dream, entire armies of trees can and have marched on their enemies like giant wooden puppets.
Dreams feed on the spiritual and mental energy of individuals who sleep. No, this does not harm the sleeper; unfortunately, there are still casualties. When a Dream, for example, really likes someone, they may accidentally take that person along when they go wandering through time. It isn’t intentional. It is still disastrous.
Members of the Dream simply don’t talk to people, or at least very rarely, so no one knows much about them. It’s been theorized that the people of the Dream do need sentience to travel toward, or at some living anchor-point with the ability to dream (e.g. they could not simply travel to the moon, as long as the moon is uninhabited). As a matter of note, the Dream also have spooky control over plants, for reasons unknown. Under the control of the Dream, entire armies of trees can and have marched on their enemies like giant wooden puppets.
Just how many remain active in our world is up for debate. After the First War, the majority are reported to have retreated to their own world in a semi-permanent stasis of sleep, waiting for some unknown day of waking. However, as this tale shows, not all are gone.
They just walk unseen.
There will be more to come later.