Dream journal
Six entries from the back of The Night Atlas, where Juno records her dreams. Dated by moon phase, because of course.
Six entries from the back of The Night Atlas, where Juno records her dreams. Dated by moon phase, because of course.

A gentle reminder: Juno Vale is a fictional original character from the Vizlings app. Her town, her friends, and her adventures are invented storytelling — nothing here claims to be real history or a real person.
Dreamed the sea was made of ink and I had to write the tide a letter of apology. Wren supervised. The tide accepted.
Dreamed every star was a window and someone kind was awake behind each one. I waved. I think 214 of them waved back.
Dreamed the Moonlighthouse beam was a paintbrush and Miro let me paint a new constellation: a fox, obviously. It's up there now. Check.
No dreams recorded. The sky was dark and so was I. Aunt Ondine says rest is also a kind of dreaming. Filing that under wisdom.
Dreamed Sable and I opened a rival lighthouse. Ours only shone on people having bad days. Business was — unfortunately — excellent.
Dreamed the silver feather from the flying letter finally explained itself. Woke up before it finished. Some mysteries are just shy. I'll ask again next year.