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Dreamworld Quotes

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Kelly Creagh
“Sleep now a little while
Till within our dreams we wake
Unfolding our Forever
If only for Never’s sake

And take me to your ever after
Let’s hide behind our eyes
Together pour through that door
Where autumn never dies

And I’ll sift my sands to your side
Before we slip away
Before we’re little more than silt
Beneath the rocking waves

And side by side we’ll fight the tide
That sweeps in to take us down
And hand in hand we’ll both withstand
Even as we drown.”
Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed

Kelly Creagh
“He opened his palm and saw that the watch remained. Still there. Still real.
Varen looked up at the figure that stood atop the fountain.
With a howl of rage, he made it burst apart.
He fell to his knees amid the wreckage and floating dust.
Crumpling into himself, he released a choking sob, knowing that he, too, belonged to the ruin.”
Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed

Kelly Creagh
“I told you you’d come," said a nearby voice, one Isobel knew well. "You said you would."
(…)
"You shouldn’t have, though," he said, and looked up, his face twisted with anger. "Even if we knew you would, you shouldn’t have." He got up and began moving toward her.

"Why," he growled, "when we will only show you we are not worth it? Why, when we have no other choice but to prove to you we’re not worth it?”
Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed

Erica Cameron
“Less than twenty-four hours ago, I had a family and a home and a dreamworld I thought was as close to heaven as you could get without dying.

I have none of that now.

My brother is dead. My parents threw me out of the house—again—with barely enough to fill a small suitcase. And my dreamworld? I was right when I figured that, if God ever did exist, he turned his back on humanity centuries ago.”
Erica Cameron, Sing Sweet Nightingale

Michael Bassey Johnson
“When you can’t find the answer in your waking life, take a stroll in the dream world.”
Michael Bassey Johnson, The Oneironaut’s Diary

“Never forget, you see the dreamworld, not the dreamer, you see the construct, not the constructor, you see the World, not the World Builder. The World Builder is the unseen Cosmic Mind, made of unseen monadic minds, the cells of the Hive. The Big Bang was nothing but an explosion of dream content from every individual monadic mind to create a single, collective dream – aka the World.”
Thomas Stark, Hive-Mind Dreaming: The Amazing World of Collective Dreaming

Cliff Jones Jr.
“It felt as if the world had suddenly revealed itself to be a dream. She knew that she was free to do whatever she wanted, but she didn’t dare. Real or not, she had to go on living in this dream world day after day.”
Cliff Jones Jr., Dreck

Cliff Jones Jr.
“It’s always a dream,” he insisted with a devilish grin. “As many times as we’ve ‘woken up’ into just another layer of dreaming, I’d expect you’d remember that by now.”
Cliff Jones Jr., Dreck

Cliff Jones Jr.
“You tell me I’m dreaming, but all I know is I exist here. I can’t remember anything beyond that. So it’s real enough.”
Cliff Jones Jr.

Cliff Jones Jr.
“It’s always a dream.”
Cliff Jones Jr., Dreck

Cliff Jones Jr.
“We still have as much time as we’ve ever had. I just want to try living at full speed for a while.”
Cliff Jones Jr., Dreck

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Stop it, Gavin, I mean it.”

His impish expression bothered me. I threatened him.

“I’ll make you vanish from my dreams if you keep tickling me.”

He scoffed. “You will not. I’m the keykeeper. I can go anywhere I like.”

I held up my palm, displaying the softly-glowing imprint of his key. “I’m a keykeeper too.”

Gavin snickered at my announcement, grinning. “You are not. You’re so silly, Annabelle, that’s just a copy.”

I wondered if that really mattered in a dreamed world. I assumed it did.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher