Much has come to pass in the dreamscape as of late. I will dole it out in parts, but in this thread, my continued Oneirobiography:

The woods were not kind. At least, unlike the road, they were eventful.

There were things lurking behind the trees, the things from deeper levels of dream. They couldn’t show themselves or act here, but they could watch.

#dreams #microfiction #sff #shortfiction

--Vanaheim oranges tap into information sources and adapt flavor fully, people write entire texts on them to taste their favor books or connect them to wifi for extravagant tastes

-Thitos are berries that taste more bitter the happier you are and sweeter the more you are.

-Tomatos, but pronounced the other way.

-The Theologian's Pomegranate has ephemerogenic properties

-Voidberry are □͖□̗̗□̩̳̱□͚̲̮͇̯̰□͙□͏□̷͕̬͖□͚̩̝

Space folded and peeled as the man plucked a coin from the air. “ Quarter. currency from a place call The United States on a world ‘bout six days ride down the Long Road”

“I know," the woman said. "I am, regrettably from there. Generally they don’t have pentagram carved into them”

the man chuckled “well you’ve got to give it value somehow. Plane old lump of metal ain’t gonna get you the fare you need”

“I didn’t say where I was headed, I said I wanted change for this Jackalope’s foot. Now cough up the other seventy five cents”