nice dreams, less of them pls?

I dreamed about Uther Pendragon, magically preserved. He'd been tomcatting his way through history being a petty tyrant and gathering his own little kingdom into a constantly modernised castle.

I was hired to help look after his teenage son's mother. She weren't looking so good for her age, looked about twice as old as she was, and that seemed like a hint for how Uther stayed so well preserved.

The son was acting up cranky. He was getting to the age where he was either going to get thrown out or come down with a mysterious malady of the mind. ( Read more... )