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July 2020

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I realize that some might have questions about the nature of England I inadvertently sent us to. I shall happily answer any questions one might have about my world, it's magic, my magic or anything of the sort.

But before that, I have much more interesting news. I was going to the Captain's library to try and find a book on the mechanics of ships (Capt. Crozier and Messers. Jopson and Goodsir, please give me recommendations if you have them) when I found new books in the library! Most of them seem to be after my time and a few seem quite salacious but two of them are quite familiar to me. One is a children's book from my England and the other is a book on magic I wrote myself!

The appearance of my book is notable as all copies aside from one were destroyed in my world (and I doubt this is that one copy). If we all agree with Ms. Persson's theory that this is a dream, then perhaps our unconscious mind created the books, rooms, fruit, et cetera. Which leads me to wonder: what marvels could be made if we turned our conscious minds to creation?

J.S.

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That doesn't give you seniority over me, Old Man Strange.

Of course not. This is your ship and you are the captain.

I shall just claim seniority in other matters.

Seniority from all the experience gained in your long-lived life? Ah, yes.

I can think of a few experiences that you haven't accomplished, Captain.

As can I.

[Like marriage.]

Strange, I have a question, that I hope will remain just between the two of us.

You can rely on my discretion, Captain. What is it?

Has any magic lingered since the ship has been restored?

Edited Date: 2020-06-08 08:11 pm (UTC)

Aside from the raven, I do not think so. But if you wish, I can cast a spell to find out.

You could, but I'll warn you now -- I think the source might be me.

[ It's a good thing that the text can hide how downright interested Strange is. ]

Why do you think that?

[Okay, and here we go--]

I had dreams when the ship was changed. The oddest, most persistent dreams. I saw things I feel I wasn't meant to see - moments in time, memories lived by other people, events that haven't happened yet.

They haven't ceased, Strange. I'm still dreaming them.

If you're still dreaming them, then I suspect you always had the magic and the events in London were simply a trigger for it to awaken.

Forgive the odd question, but what do your dreams feel like? Do they simply feel like dreams? Or is there more to it?

Sometimes I'm simply in the room or area as a witness to events, others times I seem to be the person. I feel what they feel, see what they see.

I see.

I'll fully admit that magic involving dreams is hardly my specialty. Still, I do have some experience (though mostly regarding crafting dreams and conversing with others in their dreams). I cannot do anything to make you stop having the dreams, but perhaps I can help teach you how to control them. So that if you wish for a night of blissful sleep, you are able to obtain one.

[Somewhat scratched out, but not heavily enough it can't be read.] ~~Bit of laudanum might do it too.~~

I will consider it.

Edited Date: 2020-06-09 02:25 am (UTC)

I hope this new revelation does not trouble you too much, Captain. Though you may not think it now, your magic is a gift. With guidance and practice, you can learn to direct it and possibly even expand past your current limitations.

Magic is not a part of the history, Strange. The fairy tales were just that - tales our ancestors told each other. Granted, what we saw in the Arctic was enough to shake our faith, but the existence of magic isn't commonplace.

I just want the dreams to stop.

You might not be able to stop them entirely. Think of yourself as a river that has overflowed its boundaries. You may attempt to shore it up, but it shall be damned hard to do so as long as the water flows.

Oddly poetic way to phrase it.

Even odder, I think I may accept your help.

You should not be surprised—you started this conversation by calling my writing flowery.

Captain, I will be happy to help you. To start with and with your permission, I would like to see this magic for myself. I know you can only access it while you sleep so the circumstances shall be unorthodox at best, but I would like to attempt to enter one of these prophetic dreams while you are having one.

[There's a lot to process here, give Crozier a minute.]

[Maybe a couple more minutes.]

[Maybe like two more after that.]

How does it work, and when will you attempt this?

You do not need to do anything. One night, I shall sleep in the cabin next to yours and attempt to enter your dream. As for the time, when shall be best for you?

I suppose this means I should try to sleep. Midnight is safest.

Then midnight it is. I shall hopefully see you then.

If all goes according to plan, yes.

Goodnight, Mr. Strange.

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