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It is said that to reach the domain of the Lord Shaper, one must simply go to sleep and dream. Of all the realms of the Seven, the Dreaming is by far the one requires the least effort to enter.
To pass into the demesne of the eldest Endless, however, requires two things. The first is a labyrinth. And the second is your own two feet. All mazes meet in the center. All labyrinths share a common space. That is the path one must aim for. Just as each choice determines a certain fate, all routes have equal chances of getting you there.
"Destiny must get a lot of white-haired vermin as visitors." Lucifer thought as his feet followed an invisible trail between the monotonous rusty orange of the high brick walls.
Left. Right. Left. Right. Right. Another right.
It did not really matter.
When Lucifer reached his destination, he will know.
Thus, he let whim dictate where his feet brought him. As long as he gets to his intended destination, he cared not where the path took him. His senses instead focused on the clues that would indicate when he'd made the crossing.
He turned a corner and faced another crossroads. The path to the left gave a vaguely familiar pull at the back of his mind.
"Well, finally."
Lucifer took the last few steps and felt himself cross the invisible barrier between worlds. For a second, he stood still, suddenly blinded by the bright yellow light of the midday sun.
This place is familiar all right. Too fucking familiar. And already he can feel the presence of two persons he knew only too well.]
If this is Destiny's attempt at humor, I'm not laughing.
[ooc: BACK~! Laptop is fixed and got a shiny, new, virginal hard drive. Looks like I missed A LOT while I was gone though o__O]
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