Thread: Falkland Twins! Who: Ryder and Ashley Falkland. When: April 21st. Nighttime. Where: School. Their dormroom/their shared Dreamscape. What: Dreaming. Vampires. Shenanigans.
Bedtime had wandered around and with it, Ryder had fallen into bed alongside his twin in their doublebed that was really two single beds pushed together. He wrapped himself in the comfort of blankets and more importantly the comfort of Ashley, limbs tangled up, head tucked against his neck, listening to the thump thump thump of Ashley's heartbeat, which lulled him off into an easy sleep.
Sleep went through its cycles and slipped into REM sleep. Ryder didn't always remember his dreams come morning, but he always had very vivid ones. Maybe because he was imaginative person, or maybe because half the time, his dreams were intertwined with Ashley's, which gave them double the strength. Either way.
The dream that sprung up around them was set on a gothic backdrop, like some sort of castle interior that might have come from any of the vampire movies or books that Ryder loved so much. Stone walls that lead to high stone ceilings, shadows drenching corners, rooms with ornate velvet covered chairs and sofas and heavy wooden tables. Fires crackled in the fireplaces of various rooms.
Ryder's foodsteps echoed as he walked, drifting down the hall, head fuzzy, his dreamself not quite remembering who he was or the actual details of his waking self, as was often the way of dreams. He walked along, slighly apprehensive as was befitting of the situation and the strangeness of this castle in which he found himself.