[ She can recall how desperately she had once craved nothingness in her sleep, and that was far better than her constant nightmares, but it's likely that the Dream King would not agree, even if he had been kind enough to humor her at the time.
In case he might want to look through the novella himself, her hand slips from the cover while pondering his phrasing.
...those beings that dwell beyond their reckoning...
The Endless could certainly classify. And Old Gods?
There has been so little still to find regarding Amunet, and there is something forever veering her away from really attempting to dig deeper. Even as her thoughts glance over such things, they are just as quickly dismissed—almost forgotten in how suddenly they are buried. First drawn to, then turned from. Back and forth, and back, and forth. ]
I doubt it a coincidence that so many of his works are among the literary selections here.
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In case he might want to look through the novella himself, her hand slips from the cover while pondering his phrasing.
...those beings that dwell beyond their reckoning...
The Endless could certainly classify. And Old Gods?
There has been so little still to find regarding Amunet, and there is something forever veering her away from really attempting to dig deeper. Even as her thoughts glance over such things, they are just as quickly dismissed—almost forgotten in how suddenly they are buried. First drawn to, then turned from. Back and forth, and back, and forth. ]
I doubt it a coincidence that so many of his works are among the literary selections here.