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∞ 84: Solace from time's passage [action/written]

[Today Albert is in the sitting room of his house, leafing through a few books idly. The weather is disappointingly rainy for summer, but it's a pleasant change from the heat earlier in the week.

Eventually, he will fall asleep on the couch. It was just supposed to be a nap -- half an hour at most. But that half an hour turns into a whole hour. And then two. (This may even repeat in his bedroom later on.)

Sometime later in the evening, he will write in his journal.]

Accomplishments could be said to be life's milestones. Some are far apart, and others are so close together that they may very well overlap. Some may be considered mundane, and others utterly unique to your circumstances.

If you are willing, I would like to hear of a mundane accomplishment. Something that others could relate to. I will share one of my own: I graduated from school as a teenager.

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Really? ...I don't get it. [He shakes his head slightly.] I mean, it isn't a bad thing, I guess... Just unusual.

[dryly] Everything about Luceti is unusual. I suppose this means that something is going on. [Now if only he knew what.]

Maybe. But I feel just fine. And I don't think I slept half as much as you did today. [...although maybe that could be considered strange.]

If this continues, bring it to my attention. [He looks thoughtful, thinking about his dreams more.] It would be concerning if it manages to get worse.

Uh... Yeah. Right. [He nods. He didn't really see any reason for concern, though.] Concerning? I guess it would be rather troublesome if you started sleeping all day.

And what if I don't wake up? [Nothing like a worst case scenario to brighten your day.]

Y-you would wake up. [Sob, don't do that, you jerk.] Whatever it is, it can't be that bad.

I doubt it is that bad, true. But it's something to be kept track of -- especially if it negates my ability to wake up when someone enters my room. [Have a hard look, Caesar.]

I thought you'd be awake by now! [Why does this even bother him? What the hell, Caesar.] Anyway, I've been in here plenty of times before. Most while you were home, even.

Most. [Why do you give him so many openings, Caesar?] That could very well get you in trouble someday.

Yes, yes. Someday. [Which obviously means not today. He's been standing long enough, so he goes and sits on the opposite end of the bed.] So, have any interesting dreams? [It's obvious that he's teasing when he says it, but now that he thinks about it... huh. What kinds of things would Albert dream of, anyway?]

Interesting? Hardly. [He frowns, glancing at Caesar as he sits down on his bed. Again uninvited. You really do enjoy making yourself comfortable, little brother.] Soothing, perhaps. I can't say I usually have dreams so distinctly comforting.

[Caesar notices, but he ignores it. Better get used to it, big brother.] Soothing, huh? You're right, maybe this is a problem.

Indeed. Perhaps I will enjoy the dreams so much that I won't want to wake up.

Are you trying to tell me something? [He shakes his head.] I'm glad you're having nice dreams and all, but I can't let you sleep forever.

[He snorts, shaking his head at Caesar's expression.] Of course not. Someone needs to be around to fill in the holes in your plans.

Yeah, lucky you. And I won't have anyone's plans to ruin if you're too busy dreaming. How boring would that be?

[dryly] You would lose all purpose in life. Then you might as well sleep forever as well.

But one would have to wonder what you would dream about.

M-me? [Err...] Well, as you can imagine, I dream about lots of things. That's nothing new.

Perhaps you dream of yourself sleeping, who in turn dreams of himself sleeping.

[...what. Caesar raises an eyebrow at him.]

Huh? Not even close. Who even dreams of things like that?

Someone who does nothing but sleep, obviously. [Is he being serious?]

Do you even know what you're talking about? [Well, no, obviously, but.] I'm ashamed to say my dreams have been nowhere near as peaceful lately. But I guess if you can dream of such soothing things, then perhaps I can, too.

[He speaks flatly, ignoring the question that was asked.] Are you really trying to compete over soothing dreams, Caesar?

...what? [He has to be joking. And if that's true... He tilts his head.] N-no one said anything about a competition! Albert, I think you slept too well.

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