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message 1: by Cliff (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
I thought it might be fun to illustrate our ideas of what dreampunk is and what it looks like by writing little fragmentary snippets that could comfortably exist within a dreampunk story. Please feel free to contribute your own, no matter how short. Anything that conveys your idea of the dreampunk aesthetic.

Here's one to get the ball rolling:

So gradually as to make the change imperceptible, the midnight black of the southern sky lightened to a rich fuchsia. And then all at once, a thin line of neon orange spread across the horizon. This glowing arc rose to reveal a familiar sight, now amplified to cyclopean proportions: a full moon.

message 2: by Cliff (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
When the lights went out, a new sort of light seemed to fill in all the empty spaces. Now she was seeing a new world, with new eyes.

message 3: by Cliff (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
"You know the truth, don't you? Deep down? All of this... It's all in your head."

message 4: by Cliff (last edited May 08, 2018 01:01PM) (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
The big toad grinned as only a toad can. "What makes you think you're not just a figment of *my* imagination?"

message 5: by Cliff (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
Round and round they danced, as the flames reached ever higher.

message 6: by Cliff (new)

Cliff Jr. (cliffjones) | 23 comments Mod
I should have said, feel free to paste in a short excerpt from a favorite book or something you've written. This is from my short story "Sacred Geometry":

And the light of the moon was everywhere at once, in all its honeyed technicolor splendor.

message 7: by [deleted user] (new)

"Because that would make you half Mad"

message 8: by Gary (new)

Gary Jaron (garyjaron) | 8 comments Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now, thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem, that my days have been a dream.
Yet if hope has flown away, In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand-
How few, yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep - while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp?
O God! Can I not save one from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream?

A Dream within a Dream
Edgar Allan Poe, [1827, revised 1849]

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