Night washed over the city like a sheet of oil across the street. Doors shut, bedroom lights went out, streetlights turned on. In the distance, a train whistle whined mournfully, then faded away. All was still, silent. Then, shadows. Shadows of young people, slipping through doorways, through the window, in and out of the streetlights, down the alleyways, down the streets. Through the hollow bones of the city they moved, like ghosts, like spirits waiting to be born.
A car engine roared, headlights flicked on. As if in answer, engines awoke all over the city, cars and motorcycles, each one a different voice, each one a holy escape. They were all there, the night children, the street people. Killer Joe, the Rat, the Barefoot Girl, the Circus Boy, Sonny, Hazy Davy, Kitty, the Ragamuffin Gunner, and many, many more besides. All of them searching, hoping, reaching out into a night full of promise and potential. A night for dreaming.
And off into this night they sped, out into the darkness on the edge of town, two by two, each pair searching for there something they alone would recognize. Hope. Life. Love. Solitude.
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And yet...all was not well. There were some that saw this dream and did not understand it. Some who hated it. Some who rode alongside their companions, silently plotting how they might strike down this dream while it was yet being born. But, they said nothing and their dark wishes, their anger and ill-will, were as yet nothing more than something in the night.
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Wolves and PM-pals, PM. Seer, send a dream pick.
The Living
Johnny 99 -
Nogrod
City Dude -
Inziladun
Jimmy the Saint -
Morsul
Gypsy Biker -
Shasta
Bad Scooter -
Isabellkya
Wild Billy -
Glirdan
Mary -
Rikae
Crazy Janey -
Alonariel
Boardwalk Sandy -
Sally
Rosalita -
Loslote
Jersey Girl -
Wilwarin
Wendy -
Lariren
The Dead
Nobody yet.