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** {{f|Miryam}} describes gyredream as "our pain. Our felt dream? The aching, traveler. =name=, I feel the slump of a Great Dying, the spinning out of all life on Earth, and I, drowning in grief. Or.. do I? Is it but a new spring flowering, the slump having landed us in a meadow, and they, the gods, who are dead?" If [[Tau]] becomes {{f|Tau-No-Longer}}, she says "And the gyre tide carries her a darkling way, perhaps never for us to see again."
** {{f|Miryam}} describes gyredream as "our pain. Our felt dream? The aching, traveler. =name=, I feel the slump of a Great Dying, the spinning out of all life on Earth, and I, drowning in grief. Or.. do I? Is it but a new spring flowering, the slump having landed us in a meadow, and they, the gods, who are dead?" If [[Tau]] becomes {{f|Tau-No-Longer}}, she says "And the gyre tide carries her a darkling way, perhaps never for us to see again."
** {{f|Tammuz}} describes gyredream as "By contrasts, a q-quake stills even the most anxious trembling... The world... the world becomes and unbecomes. All the nervous, volcanic energy of being. Who becomes who? Three became one, but what of them now?" If [[Tau]] is lost in {{f|glowing soft|soft}}, they say "Tau spins within, the g-gyre spins without.". If Tau instead becomes {{f|Wandering Tau}}, they say "Tau l-leaves unfolded but the g-g-g-gyre yet s-spins."
** {{f|Tammuz}} describes gyredream as "By contrasts, a q-quake stills even the most anxious trembling... The world... the world becomes and unbecomes. All the nervous, volcanic energy of being. Who becomes who? Three became one, but what of them now?" If [[Tau]] is lost in {{f|glowing soft|soft}}, they say "Tau spins within, the g-gyre spins without.". If Tau instead becomes {{f|Wandering Tau}}, they say "Tau l-leaves unfolded but the g-g-g-gyre yet s-spins."
** {{f|Tzedech}} says that the gyredream caused him and {{f|Tikva}} to separate. If asked about the gyredream directly, he says, "It consumes me. I witnessed so little from the weave of outcomes. If I could remember them all, could I influence the course? Would I know what safe means? Too many questions with no conceivable answer. Was your rekindling the spark that caught fire? I do not know. We are adrift."
** {{f|Tzedech}} says that the gyredream caused them and {{f|Tikva}} to separate. If asked about the gyredream directly, they say, "It consumes me. I witnessed so little from the weave of outcomes. If I could remember them all, could I influence the course? Would I know what safe means? Too many questions with no conceivable answer. Was your rekindling the spark that caught fire? I do not know. We are adrift."
** If asked about gyredream, {{f|Tikva}} says, "It... can scarce find the dream in this light. It thinks of Tzedech and weeps. It was not here, last time the static was in high pitch, but it remembers the pain and fear. It is not ready to feel these, it cannot. Gaze into its light and speak not of nightmares."
** If asked about gyredream, {{f|Tikva}} says, "It... can scarce find the dream in this light. It thinks of Tzedech and weeps. It was not here, last time the static was in high pitch, but it remembers the pain and fear. It is not ready to feel these, it cannot. Gaze into its light and speak not of nightmares."
** {{f|Thicksalt}} says, "You thump my crystal arms, you kicksoft me at windfall. Our feltdream did not end. I feel you here, now. Before, when Soft flushed so suddenly, I felt the stones of war smash against my western roots, and the kicksoft of air unthicken into stillness. In the quiet black, I felt the so-hot burning of star exhaust and thrum of roaring vessel. Then.. too much was felt. Threadcount too high for my edgesense."
** {{f|Thicksalt}} says, "You thump my crystal arms, you kicksoft me at windfall. Our feltdream did not end. I feel you here, now. Before, when Soft flushed so suddenly, I felt the stones of war smash against my western roots, and the kicksoft of air unthicken into stillness. In the quiet black, I felt the so-hot burning of star exhaust and thrum of roaring vessel. Then.. too much was felt. Threadcount too high for my edgesense."