2021-07-23 22:06:54 ¶ ●

# I was having the most wonderful dream…

Written for @jonahmagnusweek

Day 5 - Dreams

Both Jonah and Barnabas had very nice dreams that night. However they could not differ more.

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The world is in chaos. The chaos is being watched. Everything is being watched. The world is under surveillance and no one can escape it. The more one hate the feeling of being seen the more eyes are on them. No one can escape. Everyone is being perceived. The eyes are everywhere. Watching. Juduging. Knowing. There is no point trying to hide. It is impossible. All the little secrets one holds are now for everyone to behold. Everyone is being constantly examined and they can do nothing about it.

The world is gone. It is in the ruins and those ruins are being Known and Seen and Perceived as well. Because everything is. And the one in charge the Witness, the Beholder, the Watcher… It is him. He is in charge of this world and it is beautiful because he knows he created it. It would not be here if it wasn’t for him. He rightfully deserved his reign.

The dream would be terrifying to the most. It seems beautiful to Jonah Magnus. The knowledge is flowing though him and it feels ecstatic. It is too much. It is not enough. There is Crown on his head and he is the King of this ruined world.

Jonah is vaguely aware this all is a dream. The shapes of the world are not fully clear. The feelings are missing certain level of satisfaction. And also he cannot remember how he’s gotten here. He knows it is his creation. Of course it is; it must be! Yet no matter how hard Jonah is trying to remember the dream doesn’t tell him how to achieve the world. Not even a hint. It exists; it lures him in with promise of unlimited knowledge and immortal glory but how to create it? The dream is beautiful but it is not real he wants to know. He needs to know. If only he could focus there must be some clue how to achieve this perfect world he feels he is close but then-…

“Jonah, dear, are you aware you need to get up at some point?” There is a kiss on his cheek. There is a kiss on his lips. There is a kiss on his neck. There is more kisses and-

The dream is gone. He is lying in bed which is not exactly his but he has woken up here enough times he might call it that. There is his dear friend lying in the bed next to him having no idea how unwelcome is his interruption.

“I am awake, Barnabas,” Jonah whines and turns his back toward him. He closes his eyes again in the pointless hunt for the feeling that is no longer there. He knows the dream was important but the details are slipping between his fingers every second and it is so hard to focus because-…

“Are you? It doesn’t look like it Mr. Magnus!” Barnabas pulls him into a hug and the tight grip around his waist will now certainly prevent him from falling asleep. However it feels nice. And it is so tempting to let those dreams disappear and focus on the warmth of the body next to him.

“You keep insisting on me going to bed. Now you keep insisting on me getting out of it. You should decide and settle on one Mr. Bennett you are sending me contradicting messages.”

“Ah, yes! How dare I interrupt you in the middle of the night after ten hours of sitting behind that table of yours and try to persuade you to finally lie your smart head down! And how dare I try to suggest you might leave the embrace of blankets behind when the sun is up several hours. You missed the breakfast and there is a high chance you might miss the lunch as well!”

“There is still dinner?” Jonah suggests upon hearing dramatic speech of his dear friend. However he is not amused.

“Jonah!”

“I am all awake now, happy? Away from the realm of dreams. Speaking of dreams, you had any?”

Jonah finally turns to face Barnabas again. His chestnut hair is messy which is concerning because it means his own are in even worse state – curse those damn ginger curls! There is also cute blush in his cheeks and so he becomes genuinely curious about the answer.

“Oh I did actually. I dreamt about us. We were attending a ball. And I invited you for a dance. Everyone was looking at us. And they were all admiring us for we were the most beautiful couple. Then you kissed me and everyone was only jealous of us. No judgment no disgust. And we danced more. I know you will probably find it silly but it was really nice…”

Jonah smiles. Oh dear Barnabas even his dreams are as sweet as him. Almost too sweet. “On the contrary I find it lovely.”

“What were you dreaming about?”

The memory comes back to him. The world which is always looking and seeing. The promised unlimited knowledge and the flow on information. It all belongs to him and him only as the immortal ruler chosen by the Eye as mean to behold the sigh of the world he created.

“I cannot remember it properly but it was very similar to your dream I believe.”

Barnabas smiles at him and by the look in his eyes it is clear that only thing occupying his mind is Jonah.

Jonah smiles back and by the look in his eyes it is clear that Barnabas has no place in his thoughts right now. There are much more important things. The world he will create and build to fit his vision. One day! He will be the Watcher and he will get his Crown!