Jen (ylla) wrote,
Jen
ylla

The land is all too shallow...

I had a specially odd dream last night, about a bus journey north through the Yorkshire moors while the land which is only painted on the sky began to unravel around me. It woke me, but not with fear - only fascination, and regret that I wouldn't find out what would happen next.

I haven't even been reading JS&MN, unless maybe it was some of the Yuletide fic I only glanced at - although I did find myself thinking when I was in York that although I might have been to the minster, I certainly hadn't been since I knew it as the place where the magic returned, and should go back.
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