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Character Guest Post: Dreams

 Last time I did a Character Guest Post, we met Endings, but today we’re going to get to know one of his older brothers, Dreams. (If you want to see what inspired these posts, check out Melissa Gravitis’s Character Guest Post over at her blog.)

Thanks so much for joining me today, Dreams! I’m thrilled to get started, and to get to know you more. Like your brother, you were thrown out of your home and forced to find your way back without the use of the powers - which were taken away from you when you were banished, correct?
Yeah. 
How did you feel about it at the time? Wasn’t too happy ‘bout it to start out but, I mean, it’s cool now. You know, it kinda worked out for the best in the end.
Right. So, your younger brother controls endings. What do you control?
Uh . . . dreams.
Be a little more specific, could you? Sure, I guess. I control all sorts of dreams. The kind at night, the kind that makes you go after your passions, the kind that makes you think of that big mansion you'll get one day or the family you'll have. You know, whatever.
Do you enjoy your work? Yeah! Lots of cool things I can do with this power. I'm lucky to have it.
How do you get along with your family?
Pretty good. I mean, Endings and I've always had our arguments and stuff, but since the trip he’s been a little more likable, you know? Everyone else’s great, too.
Do you have a sibling you spend the most time with? Probably my older bro, Time. We’re total opposites, but we get along okay. My brother Life’s cool, too, but I mostly hang out with Time.
How old are you?
Little older than Endings?
Thanks for that enlightening information . . .If you could go back Deerdren all over again, and repeat the experience the exact same way, would you?

Maybe. For the most part I got my fill of it the first time and I'm not so sure I'd want to go through it all again. We met some good people and all, but I’m not so sure I want to go back the same way we did before. I’m good with looking at it from my house.
Oh, right! Where’s your palace situated? One of the four moons. I can see Father’s place from mine.
How would you react if you were put in a situation where you could die?
Eh, no use stressing about it. It’ll work out okay.
Have you ever been in a life and death situation? Because, for the most part, that’s not how actual people react when put in that place . . . Yeah, I’ve been in some. Like I said, it’ll all be good. No worries, dude. I mean, worrying doesn't make the situation any better, does it?
Well, I guess not . . . Do you have any hobbies?
Oh man, I love playing the guitar. 


What do you like about it? Keeps me calm. Gives me something to focus on when I’m getting kinda stressed, you know?
Do you think you changed at all over the course of your time on Deerdren?
Oh, yeah. We all did. We learned to live with each other better, and I figured out Endings isn’t all that bad. We all get along better now, even if it isn't perfect 24/7.
Why didn’t you get along before? . . . Reasons that were . . . well, to be honest, they were pretty dumb. I held some stuff against him that I, ah, I just really shouldn’t have. On Deerdren, I realized I was being a jerk. We hang out more since coming back, cause I’ve stopped focusing on what he did, and he’s forgiven me for, uh, being so . . . stupid.
You know, I, uh, I really hate to break it off so soon and all, but I’ve got work to do. See you later, guys!
Right. Thanks for stopping by, Dreams!

What do you think of Dreams? What about his personality stands out to you? Tell me in the comments below or on my Facebook page, Julia Witmer, Author!



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