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| − | + | [[The Elder Sister]] dwells in the Wood, in the Hidden Court, in the company of the Dead who are not human. Perhaps the last remnant of an older Mansus, from a time before humanity and its gods, perhaps just a crude effigy of it. The Hidden Court has no Doors, and many paths lead in while few lead out. | |
==Events== | ==Events== | ||
| − | * Last night, I dreamt of the Court hidden in the Woods, far from the Mansus. The Dead that dwell there are old, always welcoming and full of wit and charm. They speak freely of the past, so long as one pays them in turn with a tale of the present. But they are not kind, and as their questions about the path I took to reach the Court grew more insistent, I took my leave, under the pretense of demonstrating it to them. | + | * Last night, I dreamt of the Court hidden in the Woods, far from the Mansus. The Dead that dwell there are old, always welcoming and full of wit and charm. They speak freely of the past, so long as one pays them in turn with a tale of the present. But they are not kind, and as their questions about the path I took to reach the Court grew more insistent, I took my leave, under the pretense of demonstrating it to them. I awoke with all that I had told the Dead gone from my mind, replaced with the knowledge they gave me. |
| − | I awoke with all that I had told the Dead gone from my mind, replaced with the knowledge they gave me. | ||
** A Forgotten Chronicle | ** A Forgotten Chronicle | ||
* Last night, I dreamt of the Hidden Court where [[the Elder Sister]] resides, who welcomes all visitors fondly. My dreams were filled with dance and laughter, song and merriment, as all nights in the Court are. In the morning, my mind and my hands were both stained with the experience. Perhaps I will dream of it again tomorrow. | * Last night, I dreamt of the Hidden Court where [[the Elder Sister]] resides, who welcomes all visitors fondly. My dreams were filled with dance and laughter, song and merriment, as all nights in the Court are. In the morning, my mind and my hands were both stained with the experience. Perhaps I will dream of it again tomorrow. | ||
** Missing Hue | ** Missing Hue | ||
| − | * Last night, my dreams took me deep into the Woods, far from the Mansus-light. I reached the Court, the abode of the ancient Dead which we call our Cousins, and I joined them in a festival celebrating a night holy to the Elder Sister, who takes for herself all that she fancies. | + | * Last night, my dreams took me deep into the Woods, far from the Mansus-light. I reached the Court, the abode of the ancient Dead which we call our Cousins, and I joined them in a festival celebrating a night holy to the Elder Sister, who takes for herself all that she fancies. It was not until morning that I realized the Hour must have joined the celebration in person, for there is nothing she fancies more than depictions of herself and the visage of the one I danced with is gone from my mind. |
| − | It was not until morning that I realized the Hour must have joined the celebration in person, for there is nothing she fancies more than depictions of herself and the visage of the one I danced with is gone from my mind. | ||
** An Attention | ** An Attention | ||
* Last night, I must have dreamt of the Witch in the Woods and her Hidden Court. I cannot be certain, because my dreams have been taken from me. But it was long past noon when I woke up, and my sheets were cool to the touch, my body's heat barely beginning to warm them. | * Last night, I must have dreamt of the Witch in the Woods and her Hidden Court. I cannot be certain, because my dreams have been taken from me. But it was long past noon when I woke up, and my sheets were cool to the touch, my body's heat barely beginning to warm them. | ||
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Latest revision as of 07:17, 19 September 2018
The Hidden Court is a Fansus location accessible from The Wood.
Description
The Elder Sister dwells in the Wood, in the Hidden Court, in the company of the Dead who are not human. Perhaps the last remnant of an older Mansus, from a time before humanity and its gods, perhaps just a crude effigy of it. The Hidden Court has no Doors, and many paths lead in while few lead out.
Events
- Last night, I dreamt of the Court hidden in the Woods, far from the Mansus. The Dead that dwell there are old, always welcoming and full of wit and charm. They speak freely of the past, so long as one pays them in turn with a tale of the present. But they are not kind, and as their questions about the path I took to reach the Court grew more insistent, I took my leave, under the pretense of demonstrating it to them. I awoke with all that I had told the Dead gone from my mind, replaced with the knowledge they gave me.
- A Forgotten Chronicle
- Last night, I dreamt of the Hidden Court where the Elder Sister resides, who welcomes all visitors fondly. My dreams were filled with dance and laughter, song and merriment, as all nights in the Court are. In the morning, my mind and my hands were both stained with the experience. Perhaps I will dream of it again tomorrow.
- Missing Hue
- Last night, my dreams took me deep into the Woods, far from the Mansus-light. I reached the Court, the abode of the ancient Dead which we call our Cousins, and I joined them in a festival celebrating a night holy to the Elder Sister, who takes for herself all that she fancies. It was not until morning that I realized the Hour must have joined the celebration in person, for there is nothing she fancies more than depictions of herself and the visage of the one I danced with is gone from my mind.
- An Attention
- Last night, I must have dreamt of the Witch in the Woods and her Hidden Court. I cannot be certain, because my dreams have been taken from me. But it was long past noon when I woke up, and my sheets were cool to the touch, my body's heat barely beginning to warm them.
- Dread
