The Dreamer's Tower

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- In the north, there is a vast enchanted forest that borders the treacherous Illistine Mountains that separate the Frozen Wastelands from the rest of the continent. It is vast, spanning hundreds of miles, providing the border to the Mountains. If one seeks the Frozen Wastelands, he must travel through the wood.
The forest is the home of many different types of beings, and it is magical in its own right. Unless the forest knows the traveler or the traveler has been shown the right path, he will wonder endlessly, trapped for the rest of his existence. Considering not everything in the beautiful woods is friendly, that existence might prove to be short.
Deep within the comforts and protections of the woods, several miles south of the Illistine Mountains rests a huge, black tower. It stands above many of the trees that are hundreds of years older than it. There is not a single window upon it, giving no one a peek to the inside. There is but a single door at the very base. It has no handle, no standard lock. It is merely a heavy, solid wooden door painted the same color as the rest of the tower. It will let it only those the Tower desires.
Upon entering the Tower, immediately to the right is a spiral staircase that leads up to the many floors of the building. To the left is a closet for shoes and coats or cloaks. Straight forward is a hallway. With a little advancement down it, to the right is an open door way that leads to a large living room. The furniture is plush, filled with couches and chairs all neatly arranged around the room. Along the side wall is a vast marble fireplace. There are couches and chairs arranged in a semi-circle around it. A table for beverages and other things sits on a crimson rug in the center. The entire room is done in deep crimson tones and black trimmed with silver. While it spoke of luxury, it also had the appeal of home.
Also on that floor is the kitchen and the dining room. Each is as meticulously and finely furnished as the living room. In fact, every room in the tower has that same feel of homey luxury. Any food that one could desire could be found in the kitchen and the dining room could suit as many people as desired.
The entire second floor of the tower is a library. Filled with books spanning every interest and path of knowledge available, one could get lost for days in its halls. In the center of the library was a sitting area, not too unlike the living room on the base level. There is a fireplace for warmth and beauty, chairs, couches and tables for study and enjoyment.
The third floor contains a fitness center complete with a full track and weight lifting room. It also has locker rooms, sauna and massage tables. The fourth floor and above are all guest rooms. Each room has its own bathroom, living room and bedroom. Every closet is filled with spare clothing that could fit any person. At least one outfit for every size person, in case a guest wasn't able to bring their own. Each room also has several magical windows. They are simply empty wooden frames on the wall, but when one stands in front of them, a view to the outside forest is given. Once the guest looks away, the image vanishes.
The very top floor of the tower belongs to The Dreamer. What is inside it, only those she invites in know. At the very top of the spiral stairs is a set of double wooden doors, much like the door of the entrance to the Tower. There are no handles, no locks. The doors let in only those the Dreamer desires.
Outside the Tower, through the woods about a half a mile east, is a large lake. A waterfall spills out into it on the western side and the lake empties into a small stream on the eastern side. It sits in a clearing in the woods.

The Dreamer has sent out the map giving the way through the Forest to the Tower to those she wants, as well as one of the only ways through the front door. If she did not send you such a package, you are welcome to try and find your way through the woods. But be warned, trouble may find you before she does. -
 
A wolf comes wandering, wrapped in her own fur, running on four strong legs. Snout is close to the ground, sniffing, following the route she had received, the path she had made herself memorize before she left her own Haven to come travelling in the cold dead lands far to the North of her own woods.

Hours passed in this way and yet the wolf continued, ever onward, not slowing, not stopping, even when some scent BEGGED to be investigated. Eventually, the scent of a Dreamer beckoned her onward and she shifted from four legs to two. In the distance, a tower beckoned. It was dark, foreboding.

The furs she had brought along came in handy now that she was cold. Stopping for but a moment, The Wolf dressed and continued on her way. An hour, more, less. She stood in front of the dark door, her hand pressed to the wood.

It opened.


"Darkness?"
 
-The black wood beneath Luna's hand glowed faintly red. It was warm, almost hot beneath her skin for a brief moment before the door flashed crimson. The flash was gone almost as soon as it came and the door opened. The moment Luna would step inside, the door would seal behind her, only opening for Luna to leave using the same method of entry.

The Tower was quiet, but a warmth could be felt in the living room, a large fire burning in the fireplace. The Dreamer's voice was like a whisper in the wind, tickling Luna's ear.

"I'm in the living room."

The Dreamer sat on a couch directly in front of the fire, a glass of water on the table and a notebook in her lap, scribbled words along the page that was displayed.-
 
The change from outside to inside was dramatic. Nothing like the Wolf's Haven~with it's lush homey feel. The Wolf sauntered toward the sound of the Dreamer. Her eyes gazed about appreciatively and she smiled as she saw the slender form, sipping and writing.

Finally, you get your tower up and I have to escape into reality. I won't be back until much later. Kidlets, dinner, house keeping and the rest of my post for our Thanos thread...still being worked out on Word.

Moves closer, bending over to brush a soft kiss on a high forehead.

May I leave my furs here...I will return for them as soon as I may...but for the nonce, I have to go do the RW Daddi/Mommy thing...
 
-Her lips curved in a soft, genuine smile as those lips pressed against the skin and she set the note pad down.-

Of course you can. The third floor starts the guest rooms. You're welcome to claim one as your own and leave whatever you want here. The door responds to your hand, the energy of you. You're welcome to bring anyone who wishes to come. Just press your hand against theirs and the door will respond to them. I'm sorry it took me so long to respond. I got a phone call and then I got distracted with my dominant.
 
-The Dreamer walks the path to her Tower easily. She doesn't get lost in the vast, enchanted woods. They are her home. The chill in the air is more distinct here, the temperature several degrees colder. She can't say that she enjoys the cold, but she knows her Tower is warm.

When she arrives, she places her bare hand upon the door and the entire door turns red for a moment. It then unlocks and opens for her. She knows Luna will be along soon enough and she steps inside, headed for the kitchen. Her stomach is rumbling and between her long work hours, she doesn't always have the time she requires for food. She pulls out the makings for a sandwich to prepare as she waits.-
 
Realizing that the Darkness has probably retreated into her tower, and once my arrival was not imminent, into the RW, I make my way along the appointed path, anyway. After all, I did have questions and she did say I could have a room there if I so chose, for when the Haven became too much of a hassle.

The trees bend toward me and I hear the echoes of far off voices, lost and crying out in the wilderness. They probably should have waited to be invited. Eventually, the path widens into the clearing where the tower stands, tall and straight.

I approach the doorway and place the palm of my hand upon it, remembering the secret. It opens and I slip inside. Up the stairs, round and round, til I reach the main seating area. This is where the Darkness abides. I can smell her here and it makes me smile.

I curl up into a chair by her fireplace and allow my eyes to drift closed. If she comes back? She will find me here.


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I had drifted into sleep and awakened with a start. Must hit my Haven. Things owed. Hopefully she will know that i posted and find me when she can. Our schedules are so...OFF...makes me wonder when I will see her again. No matter. I grab a piece of paper and pen a note...

Darkness~

I came but too late to get answers to my questions. Nevertheless, I posted in a way that shouldn't make you feel god moded...LOL. Let me know if there is anything I should change.

As always,
Luna

With tha simple chore I retreat, to my own place. She will find me when she can.
 
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There is a feeling...one that means someone who has been missed is near. The wolf makes her way through the deep, dark woods, following the path that was told to her. Eventually, after many miles, she stumbles into the clearing that houses the Dreamer's tower.

Her hand touches the wood of the door and a few moments later, she slips inside. Maybe the Dreamer will return soon.
 
- The Dreamer was laying on the couch in the living room. On the table in front of her on a coaster was a half full glass of tea, on the cushions right beside her was a notebook and an open pen, scribbled words on a page. The Dreamer had fallen asleep, the length of the day finally taking her. The Tower itself welcomed the wolf, offering warmth and protection from the forest. It knew Luna and would let her stay as long as she liked. -
 
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