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I forgot how much of a pain moving across country was, in winter no less. This is miserable.

Anyway, my new boss suggested I join this group as a good place to meet people. I'm Elaine, so. Yeah hi.

[If your character's friends with Leon or Chris or has kids around Chris's age that he could conceivably know, assume you were invited]

I'd say Chris's 7th birthday was a success this last Saturday. A friend of mine lent me their backyard, so we got to build snow forts and have a massive snowball fight. Who knew running around in the cold with a bunch of screaming hellions could be so much fun. Thanks to everyone who showed up.


Christmas came a little bit early in my dreams. And it was fucking weird. Dream me decided to spend Christmas eve with the guy I've been investigating for serial murder, drug dealing, and probably human trafficking too. And I thought my Christmases here were depressing.

And then he gave me the runaround. Gave me some story about how he accidentally gave a dragon egg to some old man and his grandkid instead of a turtle egg and insisted he had to fix it. But first made me drive him to his dominatrix dentist girlfriend (dollars to doughnuts she was operating without a license. I should have busted her, off-duty or not), and then to his mafia boss boyfriend.

And then he talked me into breaking into the old man's house to switch out the eggs. Hope the chief never, ever finds out about that.

Then I had to throw this egg into the ocean, and... I guess we hatched a three headed dragon? It disappeared right after I saw it so I could have been hallucinating.

But what a fucking trip. This is only my fourth one but I literally have no idea what I'm supposed to expect from these dreams.

Armin warning me about Mom in the dreams... it still didn’t prepare me for actually experiencing it. After that really huge giant broke down the gate to the wall, the other giants started to pour into our village. Dad was gone to see a patient in one of the other villages, but Mom was still there. And Mikasa and I ran home to see if we could find her. Just to know she was safe.

When we turned the corner to where our house was... It had been completely flattened. Rubble from the wall had completely destroyed it, and Mom… she was lying under it. We tried to lift the wooden beams that were on top of her but. We couldn’t. We were just… what? Nine, ten? I don’t know. She kept begging us to run. One of the soldiers came along and was going to try to help us free her, but Mom told him to take us. He scooped us up and that’s when one of the giants came along. And lifted the beams we couldn’t. I saw the whole thing.

I’ll never forget what it looked like. It had ...too many teeth and just smiled far too widely when it bit


I don’t even want to continue typing this.

Armin finally had to take my phone away and hide it so I would stop calling my parents just to make sure they were alright. I know it was late and I shouldn’t wake them up. But… I just needed to hear Mom’s voice and know she’s okay. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all, because here isn’t there.

But I needed to hear for myself.

Just probably not at three in the morning.

It's weird. In the dreams, I was taught at a school for other powered people, like my dream self.

After I died, and came back, there, I ended up on a team with them again, for a while. Then eventually on a whole new team. But for a while, it felt like we were all kids again.

Meanwhile, life here is a lot better.

Well, now, when I got paid with a stack of ones, a Christmas turkey, and box full of odds and ends, I didn't expect to find anything like this. In the bottom of the box, a few years old by the look of it, was a card with this website's name on it.

I didn't expect a place where people talk about dreams. Not at all. But it's interesting, at least, and makes good reading inbetween clients.

Name's Harry Dresden, private investigator and roustabout. Nice to meet you, Valarnet.

I suddenly find myself unable to stop singing Christmas Carols. This is kind of insane. I went to order coffee and started singing Jingle Bells. The poor guy looked at me like I had three heads!

It's been going all day long and I think I'm going insane. I might have to keep my mouth shut and just write things. I think I can fake having laryngitis, right?

Thank god it's winter break. I seriously cannot stress how thankful I am that it's break already.

I fucking kissed my damn biology professor thanks to that stupid mistletoe that was running around last week. Thankfully it was on my way out of her final and I'll never have to see her again. But god was that completely embarassing. Ugh.

At least now I can try to relax, right?

Gotta say, not hating this weather. I was never a fan of year round summer. Makes me hate this season just a little less.