Enzo
Ah, what indeed? Enzo knows his dad can dream walk, so of course the topic had come up if only in passing, but admittedly the boy isn’t sure on the ins and outs of it. Does he know what it looks like? Sure. Does he know what it does? Roughly. Does he know how it works? Absolutely not.
Not one to be found incorrect in any way, Enzo sticks to his guns and doesn’t let any doubt or hemming and hawing creep into his tone. “It steals away nightmares! You hang it over your bed, and all the strings are like spider silk - they catch the dreams before they enter your head.” Because surely dreams have to get inside your head somehow, and a mistlike entity is his best guess. “They’re big circles with strings wrapped around and across the center in any kind of design, with feathers and beads and all sorts of pretty things attached.” Whether those things have a purpose beyond the aesthetic is something Enzo isn’t sure of, but they ought to include them just in case.
Not one to be found incorrect in any way, Enzo sticks to his guns and doesn’t let any doubt or hemming and hawing creep into his tone. “It steals away nightmares! You hang it over your bed, and all the strings are like spider silk - they catch the dreams before they enter your head.” Because surely dreams have to get inside your head somehow, and a mistlike entity is his best guess. “They’re big circles with strings wrapped around and across the center in any kind of design, with feathers and beads and all sorts of pretty things attached.” Whether those things have a purpose beyond the aesthetic is something Enzo isn’t sure of, but they ought to include them just in case.
you are young and life is long
and there is time to be killed today
and there is time to be killed today
