Language Classes, Friday, Oct. 21

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As he did last Friday, Dream has stocked the table at the front of the room with candy, popcorn and sodas and rolled in a large-screen TV.

Hello.

We are watching movies again today. Classics students, here is a filmed production of Oedipus Rex. I was not satisfied with the filmed versions of the play that I could find in this world; here is one pulled from the dreams of Sophocles.

Languages of Asia students, we will continue Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon from last week. You should be able to pick out certain words and phrases in the dialogue, though Mandarin and Cantonese are quite different.

As always, I remind you that I will pay special attention to students who fall asleep during the films.

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Re: Classics, 10/21

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Standing next to Murphy, Dream wills himself into Murphy's dreamscape and takes a look around.

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

It's shifting around in the way dreams do; one moment a deserted stretch of highway, the next the sterile white of a hospital.

Murphy is wandering through them all, older, a slow trickle of blood falling down the right side of his face.

It's obvious he's calling out to someone, but there is no sound.

Re: Classics, 10/21

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream walks up next to Murphy.


It is bad here, he says, neutral.

What do you seek?

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

{"I'm looking for an angel, sir,"} he says in Gaelic.

They're walking through a grimy alley now.

He pushes his hair back out of his eyes, showing that his wrist is bloody and torn. {"He's always saving me, but he won't let me save him."}

Re: Classics, 10/21

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Dream begins speaking in Gaelic himself. He hasn't heard the tongue in a while, and, while his pronunciation is flawless, his word choice is mroe than slightly dated.

{Angels are hard creatures. Fierce. They seldom allow themselves to be saved.}

He reaches out for Murphy's wrist and grabs it, inspecting the wound. {This must hurt.}

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

{"No more than this."} The other arm comes into view, that wrist equally mangled. {"I'd rather they were mine than his."}

There may be a shadow overhead.

Re: Classics, 10/21

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Releasing Murphy's wrist with an expression that is somehow both compassionate and utterly cold, Dream cranes his head back to look at the shadow as he speaks.

{Who is "his"?}

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

He smiles and points up.

It's an figure, frozen seemingly in mid-flight.

The golden halo and flaming sword highlight the exact same wounds as Murphy has.

Re: Classics, 10/21

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream shields his not-eyes as he looks up.

{This ... you saw him in the waking world, did you not? He should not have been there.}

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

{"He's always been there. Ever since I took my first breath."} Slight quirk of the head. {"This hasn't happened yet, sir."}

There's an arm with the same injuries falling over Murphy's shoulder. It's attached to an equally older Connor, faint smile on his bloody face.

Re: Classics, 10/21

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream nods, slightly.

{He must watch over you and your brother.} He gestures to the injured arms. {But this ... seems unavoidable.}

Re: Classics, 10/21

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

Connor speaks this time, in Latin. {"All will be well, and all will be well, and all manner of things will be well."}

Which gets a smile from Murphy. "Ya can't argue with that, aye? Thanks fer helpin' me find m' angel, sir."

They walk away, Connor's wings wrapping carefully around his twin.

Re: Classics, 10/21

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream slowly fades from the dream as he watches the boys -- men, really -- walk away.