not important. i had a dream that you wrote an experimental web!jon fic where the printer spat out poetry that he was obsessed with reading aloud.
there was commentary about storytelling and a part where Sasha and Jon mock the weird poetry with an exchange something along the lines of "Freaking cries of shriek!" "Thank the gods of colony I don't make you hear my speech."
I think the story ended with Jon writing his own poetry and controlling what happened in /his/ story through it.
i only bring it up because it was so vivid that I thought it was real + i saw the entire fic/read it aloud that when i woke up I muttered "what the fuck" under my breath. i feel like the Eye itself ding dong ditched a fic to me that you wrote in an alternate universe
Very important actually! I love weirdly specific dreams.
