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- > Dreaming again, you note.
- > You are in your old room, on your old bed, under your new wife.
- "Say, dear, would you mind getting off of me? Not that I don't enjoy this, but I probably should report to Luna."
- > Frozen gets more comfortable.
- "I told you, beloved. I am always the dominant one. Always."
- > Time passes enjoyably, then someone knocks on the door.
- > Frozen calls out in her soft voice,
- "Come in."
- > Luna opens the door, takes one look at you and Frozen, then shuts it.
- > She then speaks, muffled by the door.
- "We would appreciate it of thou wouldst compose thyself more modestly for our audience, Anonymous."
- > You are about to reply when Frozen puts a hoof on your mouth.
- "Princess Luna, surely thou hast seen many such scenes as this. Wilt thou not enter, and conduct thy business?"
- > There is a long pause.
- "Knowest thou not that I am the ruler of Dreaming?"
- "My beloved is but single branded. I knoweth of the excesses of royalty."
- > The door opens suddenly, revealing an angry Luna.
- "I do not care for thy implications, Schneegeist. Thy husband hath obligations to Equestria, and no brazen display shall impede their observance!"
- > Frozen takes her hoof off of your mouth.
- "We are in agreement. Give thy report, beloved, for there are things I desire of thee afterward."
- > Luna looks like she wants to say something, but decides against it.
- > You shrug helplessly.
- "As Celestia may have told you, Sombra had learned some humility. He also secured the services of a rock specialist, and I do believe he will start planting his first crop tomorrow."
- > Luna nods abruptly, then leaves.
- > You raise your eyebrows at Frozen.
- "What was that all about?"
- > She smiles smugly.
- "Marking territory."
- > You sigh.
- "Was there something you wanted to show me, or am I to spend the entire dream pinned to my bed?"
- > Frozen gets up leisurely.
- "I do have one or two things of interest."
- > You follow her into the library of your mind. A thought occurs to you.
- "If these are my memories, why doesn't Luna just lick the recent books?"
- > Unless she just wants to talk to you? You're not sure how you feel about that.
- > Frozen points upward.
- > Pages slowly float down from the ceiling, sorting themselves by section, you think.
- "Your recent memories."
- > What would happen if you thought of one of your recent memories?
- > Certain activities come to mind, and one of the many pages glows a pale blue on its descent into... yes, the porn section.
- > ... There is something you have to check.
- > You set off towards the porn section, Frozen bemusedly trailing behind.
- > You aren't totally surprised at what you find, but it still is disturbing.
- "She /was/ spying on my sexytimes!"
- > Frozen pats your shoulder comfortingly.
- "You forget my nature. She may have been checking that I wasn't corrupting you while rutting."
- > She's taking this surprisingly well, considering how she reacted to Maud.
- "You... don't mind Luna spying on us?"
- > Frozen nods.
- "She is acceptable, and it was done with good reason. Now come, I truly have something to show you."
- > You follow her up several staircases and across a walkway over a vat of ink.
- > As you go higher, a distinct arboreal theme emerges, and soon a trapdoor opens out onto a forested roof.
- > She leads you to the edge, and you rest your forehooves on the crenelations.
- > Beyond the grounds of the library is a sheer drop off. Far below, lights and shadows roil and congregate, parting way only for indistinct grey giants.
- "This is your subconscious mind. There is a vast potential there, and in time I will show you how to tap it. For now, look up."
- > You do so, and see the night sky, full of stars.
- > Then you see the stars move, and lines in the voids between, and at once the sky resolves into a writhing mass of tentacle, claw, bone, eye, maw, and endless fractals to mark the boundaries.
- "Those are they who dwell outside, and are kept from interfering."
- > A star falls, a small beacon surrounded by a writhing mass.
- > One of the grey giants in your subconscious plucks it out of the air and eats it.
- > You turn to Frozen, worried.
- "And what just happened?"
- "An elder dropped some inspiration for you. This is not the source of all ideas you have, but a good number of the strange ones begin like this, and rise as your mind digests them."
- > This... This is a little too much.
- "Can we go inside, now?"
- > Frozen stares at you questioningly, but nods.
- > You feel better after closing the trapdoor.
- "That was intense."
- > Frozen's eyes widen in understanding, and she hugs you reassuringly.
- "Know that you will always be safe, as long as I am with you."
- > You hold onto her, rocking gently.
- > In time, you wake up.
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