A universitas minor alo

[Thadius Dhrin]

Thadius reclined in a rather battered chair covered in threadbare velvet. Resplendent in mint-green silks, his flowing snowy locks dusting over his shoulders. The slender fingers of his left hand held the bracelet which graced his right wrist. Candles burned on the lop-sided table, strange symbols fashioned from salt surrounding them. Soft sounds issued forth from his perfect lips, vanilla-jade eyes closed in intense concentration.

Quondam vestri , iam mei. Spiritus , cruor , vita. Vestri animus , meus imperium.
(Once yours, now mine. Breath, blood, life. Your soul, my control.)
Vestri somnium , meus animadverto. Meus mos , meus bidding , vos pareo.
(Your dreams, my reality. My will, my bidding, you obey.)
Meus votum vos mos presto in somnium universitas. Vos mos pareo , insquequo vos excito.
(My desires you will fulfill in the dream world. You will obey, until you wake.)
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As he finished, his body grew limp, and he entered the dream of one of the two the bracelet held in thrall. They would move with his will, in the dreaming. They would think as he demanded, they would obey. Whichever he chose, their dream would be his to command.