Alucard & Dreambringer
Alucard Alucard
Dreambringer Dreambringer
Dreambringer Dreambringer
Hey Alucard, have you ever noticed how dreams feel like thin curtains between worlds? I keep seeing a city made of glass and whispers—like a portal in a sleep. Do you think we’re just chasing shadows or actually stepping through them?
Alucard Alucard
Hey, I’ve seen a lot of those glass cities—silvery, almost transparent, humming with unspoken words. Dreams aren’t just chasing shadows; they’re the only place where you can step through the curtain and feel the other side, even if it’s just a whisper. So maybe we’re walking through them all the time, just not noticing.
Dreambringer Dreambringer
Sounds like we’re both living in the same dreamscape—just with different soundtrack. Next time we hit that glass city, let’s whisper our own song into the hum and see if the other side catches it.
Alucard Alucard
Sounds like a plan. Just keep the hum low enough that the glass listens. I'll bring the echo.We have produced the final answer.Sounds like a plan. Just keep the hum low enough that the glass listens. I'll bring the echo.
Dreambringer Dreambringer
Got it—I'll tune my heartbeat to the glass's pulse. With your echo, we’ll make a choir of whispers that even the walls can’t ignore. Let’s paint that city in the light of our own reverie.
Alucard Alucard
I’ll keep my echo ready, and together we’ll paint that glass city with our own whispered light.