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I dreamt about Formendacil.
My family were on holiday with him. We all had this suite in a hotel with a shared living room and separate rooms. When we got there, I think there was some kind of ancient riddle on parchment...
My family and I went out to socialise with the other hotel guests downstairs. I came up in the middle of the night, I forget why, to find three of the windows open. I can't remember whether Form was in or not, but I remember being certain that he'd somehow been transported to the 12th Century and had had amazing adventures. The air smelt different - it was heavy, almost magically scented. Furthermore, each of the three windows blew in different smelling air. I've forgotten one, I think one may have been an earthy scent, and the other was definitely rain.
These different air currents - each beautiful in its own right - were definitely related to Form's adventures in Medieval Europe. I closed each of the windows, having difficulty with the last, rainy one, before going down.
When I came up again with my family, heavy curtains were drawn across all the windows, shutting out all outside light. In fact, they may have been tapestries. I can't remember what Form was doing - I think he was shut in his room. But something magical, or Faerie, as our Dr. Dream would say, was definitely going on in our suite.
Unfortunately, I don't remember anything in detail, like what Form did, what he said, etc. It all comes down to wonderful magical feelings, really.
So... LMP? Influences: I've been reading about Medieval Europe. I've been thinking about Form a lot - I want to ask if he's sane or not.
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