Living the wild and dangerous life of someone small enough to be lost in a purse or satchel, you find that you are often a deep enough sleeper to get a bit more out of your dreams than most. You even seem to live a better life in your dreams than when awake. That is, when you dream of the resplendent city that usually greets you, rather than the odd visit by THINGS NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN and the ever more occasional VISIONS OF DEEPEST DREAD. But you try not to let the little things bother you.
Yeah, you're pretty cool. The way you casually dismiss dreams of total causal annihilation like that. But even the total chill that envelops your personal aura can be pierced from time to time. Like, say, at absolutely any time. By pretty much any person. I mean, you're the size of a particularly unimpressive toy. But come on. How unflappable do you even have to BE for some grudging respect around here?
Regardless of your level of flappability, you nevertheless awaken in the grand city of your dreams, but something is off. You don't sense any kind of danger, yet there is most definitely something wrong.
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