"But some of us awake in the night with strange phantasms of enchanted hills and gardens, of fountains that sing in the sun, of golden cliffs overhanging murmuring seas, of plains that stretch down to sleeping cities of bronze and stone, and of shadowy companies of heroes that ride caparisoned white horses along the edges of thick forests; and then we know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy."

HP Lovecraft
Celephais

Yes, I'd like to go back. I'd like to walk that footpath through the estuary and see the monoliths and the Blue City again. Or return to candyland to leap the rooftops and the steeples with my umbrella held high. Even going back to Bryn's home planet would be a welcome change.

Ye gods, give me a good dream tonight... Make me a private detective again, or that holy mystic that brought down Sorceress Whats-her-name. Heck, I'll gladly take on the gravitational pull of that collapsed star that took me last week. Give me another chance and I just might escape it if I stress my engines just a little more...

Anything would be better than my desk, my phone and that client's computer right now... sigh.

"While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil." - John Taylor