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Max Caulfield
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"Not really." Max said, she looked a little downtrodden knowing it was very unlikely that she was simply dreaming at this point.
However, at the mention of how she got here, max rubbed the back of her neck, honestly trying to recall the whole experience.
"Honestly, I don't know. I was on some traintracks, then I fell in a lake." Max said, she again decided to skip over the detail about her supposed death thing.
On the other hand, she couldn't quite grasp where on earth she was, let alone where those traintracks she had fallen off of had gone, according to Granny Weatherwax, the nearest railroad tracks were practically miles away... How long had she been walking?
"I swam to land... And, then I ended up looking around this forest." She added, figuring there was no harm in mentioning that part of her strange venture into the unknown...
What had she to lose? Except her sanity that is, if she hadn't already been losing her mind at this point, and she was just hallucinating all of this.
"Not a 'llucination. Ain't nothing to licinate here."
Granny said firmly as though she said it aloud before throwing a sharp glance over her shoulder as she led the way, lantern in hand.
"Everyone who comes here says or thinks it- Where am I, what just happened, oh mercy me is it all my head? Am I dreaming or am I awake? The answer gel is yes....To all of em. Just because its in the head, ain't no call to say it ain't real. Its as real as you or other people make it....And full o' dangers of its own. You a dreamer, Max? This is a place where dreams come true."
She gave off a grim smile.
"Remember some of your dreams?"
And in that smile, Max would see her nightmares flash across her minds eye from childhood on up. All the terrors, all the twisted elucidations dredged from her subconscious that made her younger self grateful for night lights and for the coming of the dawn. Granny nodded slowly.
"They're hungry tonight. The Beast ain't had nothing for a long while now, here in these woods."
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Granny said firmly as though she said it aloud before throwing a sharp glance over her shoulder as she led the way, lantern in hand.
"Everyone who comes here says or thinks it- Where am I, what just happened, oh mercy me is it all my head? Am I dreaming or am I awake? The answer gel is yes....To all of em. Just because its in the head, ain't no call to say it ain't real. Its as real as you or other people make it....And full o' dangers of its own. You a dreamer, Max? This is a place where dreams come true."
She gave off a grim smile.
"Remember some of your dreams?"
And in that smile, Max would see her nightmares flash across her minds eye from childhood on up. All the terrors, all the twisted elucidations dredged from her subconscious that made her younger self grateful for night lights and for the coming of the dawn. Granny nodded slowly.
"They're hungry tonight. The Beast ain't had nothing for a long while now, here in these woods."
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