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Jan. 16th, 2018 01:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Uncharacteristically, the Dormouse is tossing and turning quite a bit in his sleep. There's some muffled murmurs, and then he rolls enough that he tips the teacup he's napping in right over, and he spills out onto the table, in whatever tearoom he's in.]
Ugh...it's so...briiiiiight in here...how's anyone s'pposed to sleep in so much neon?
[He nearly jars himself awake, but starts to nod off again quickly enough.]
Should be deeply dreaming...not deeply...depressing...but what happens when we're done with dreams? Are they....done with us...?
[He doesn't answer. Instead he climbs inside an empty tea pot and pulls the lid over himself, hiding in a little dark chamber.]
Ahh...now it's not so much...muchness...
[It seems like there would be more, but he just starts snoring inside the tea pot.]
Ugh...it's so...briiiiiight in here...how's anyone s'pposed to sleep in so much neon?
[He nearly jars himself awake, but starts to nod off again quickly enough.]
Should be deeply dreaming...not deeply...depressing...but what happens when we're done with dreams? Are they....done with us...?
[He doesn't answer. Instead he climbs inside an empty tea pot and pulls the lid over himself, hiding in a little dark chamber.]
Ahh...now it's not so much...muchness...
[It seems like there would be more, but he just starts snoring inside the tea pot.]