[ The confusion comes as a bit of a surprise. He'd assumed Stephen already figured out what he is, how it all works. ]
Energy. Magic. Essence. Soul? I don't know. When I create anything, part of me goes with it. Just... not in a way that's really subtracting from me. The opposite, actually. There's more and more of me every time. And this place is full of it.
[Magic, energy, essence, soul. All words that can mean the same thing, but Stephen knows better than to assume he already knows, even when he thinks he already knows. Magic is never that easy.
He tries to keep his little smile out of his pause and from his words as best he can. He probably doesn’t fully manage it.]
Now that is interesting.
‘Dreamfuckery’ isn’t exactly the term I’ve seen used, but, you know how ancient texts are. Sometimes things get lost in translation.
There's probably a scientific word for this shit somewhere, but my kind are basically extinct. I have to figure it all out for myself, so dreamfuckery's what you get.
[There's the famous Strange bedside manner, still very much alive and well. At least now he has the wherewithal to wince on the other end. Good job, Strange.]
I can't do it alone. The dreaming part. I used to, but it's harder in this world, so I mostly let other people use me now. But I have to sleep sometimes, too, by myself. And after everything that's happened...
Some of the things in my head should never come out. But they're trying to.
[There's a pause after Ronan answers, a relatively long, thoughtful one before Stephen seems to 'come back' to the interactive part of the conversation.]
I have some thoughts about that, things that may help.
[ That answers his earlier question, doesn't it? That's the place Ronan will disappear to, whenever the wizard finally decides he's too dangerous to be free anymore. ]
There are a lot of options and applications for the Mirror Dimension. But as I said, this is my first mental sweep based on what you've said and not from anything I've seen beyond your farm.
And as good as I am--and I am very good, by the way--I have limits when it comes to speculative work. But that said, I do know how this sounds, the risks for you, and how much trust is involved in something like this. So how about this: consider it an open offer with no expiration date. You decide that want to give it a try sometime, you let me know.
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[ The confusion comes as a bit of a surprise. He'd assumed Stephen already figured out what he is, how it all works. ]
Energy. Magic. Essence. Soul? I don't know. When I create anything, part of me goes with it. Just... not in a way that's really subtracting from me. The opposite, actually. There's more and more of me every time. And this place is full of it.
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He tries to keep his little smile out of his pause and from his words as best he can. He probably doesn’t fully manage it.]
Now that is interesting.
‘Dreamfuckery’ isn’t exactly the term I’ve seen used, but, you know how ancient texts are. Sometimes things get lost in translation.
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[There's a slight pause, but not a tremendously long one. No point in dancing around questions that are in the air already.]
What happened to the rest of your kind?
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Great track record there.
So this is something you've brought here with you. The dream magic. And you've been learning how to use it alone since--?
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Well, that accounts for one of the two.
[That is NOT helping, Stephen.]
Sorry about your dad.
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What I felt at the Meadows is more than impressive though. Not just on a visual level, but in its very essence.
[There's a faint tapping sort of noise as he pauses.]
What are you struggling with?
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I can't do it alone. The dreaming part. I used to, but it's harder in this world, so I mostly let other people use me now. But I have to sleep sometimes, too, by myself. And after everything that's happened...
Some of the things in my head should never come out. But they're trying to.
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I have some thoughts about that, things that may help.
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I have a parallel dimension for that kind of thing. Magical experimentation, practice, real-dimension safety, that sort of thing.
That's where my mind first goes with this, though like I said, the abstract theory is often different in practice.
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So, what, I go live in there? Sleep in there?
[ Like a dog in a kennel. ]
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And as good as I am--and I am very good, by the way--I have limits when it comes to speculative work. But that said, I do know how this sounds, the risks for you, and how much trust is involved in something like this. So how about this: consider it an open offer with no expiration date. You decide that want to give it a try sometime, you let me know.
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I'll try it whenever you're free, man. What the fuck else am I gonna do.
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In that case, give me a location and let's do this.
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[There's a vague crackling wooshing sort of sound in the background, then the feed cuts.]