His home isn’t exactly as I expected. When I first started dreaming/visiting, it was all long dark hallways, very much like a castle in a typical North American/Western European fairy tale. There was one room in that castle W/we spent most of our time in. Otherwise it was myself wandering endless dark halls, either trying to figure out what to do with everything or looking for Him. His mental state got really bad right before we “left”. We spent two days in the equivalent of a dark closet while He fell apart. There was a lot of cuddling and screaming. How’s that for a mental image. It seems the closer W/we’ve been getting to the Solstice/Christmas, the angrier and more unstable He is getting. Well it seemed that way until I woke up this morning and mulled over the locations of my Travels the last few days. We didn’t move so much as everything shifted. He seems much more focused on things outside Himself, His all but permanent smile returning. It’s not just my energy that is fixing things around here. O/our Home is becoming concrete, rather than shadows. I’ve been making a concentrated effort to spent time fixing things up and sending energy for the house wights and the Others that live there. I also shouldn’t really expect Them to be living in the Dark Ages. Castles are awesome but drafty. Candles are beautiful but time consuming(not to mention the resources they take up). There’s no reason They can’t take advantage of modern comforts. A lot of stuff that wasn’t there before is now. I think in dropping that expectation it helped me to See a lot more.

I just got a comment from the peanut gallery in regards to why all this cleaning/decorating has been going on without me; I’d been feeling guilty for not doing more. It seems this comment comes from my “house troll”(this is what the name the little guy gave me, translated to in my head). 

“You are a Queen and not fit for such dirty work. You have given us what we need to start, we will take care of the details.”

He’s a very proper little troll. Makes me think of Alfred from the most recent Batman films. He’s not entirely impressed with that but it will do, he says.

Alright then, general layout: when viewed from above it looks like a yurt with successive walls. Like a ring fort but instead of a bunch of little buildings in the centre there is one big roof, then the multiple walls. It sits atop a mountain, very much like the one I live at the bottom of, it has a commanding 360 degree view of the area. The mountain itself is covered in darkness and thick temperate forest. There are a lot of Aspens and Poplars around the main compound itself that still have some golden leaves attached to them that rustle in the breeze. We are surrounded by the tiny orange-yellow grid lights of a small town around the base of the mountain. I get the impression it is growing quickly though. Whoever they are, they are “mine”. They don’t dare contact me yet. There is waterways, like my home area here in the Lower Mainland. Aerial images of Seattle are pretty close to what I see as well. The forests on the mountain are full of creatures, it’s not a place I’m going yet, they say I would be mostly safe. I think I’ll wait. Once one reaches the main house itself it GLOWS with light. If focused on, it kind of settles on a shape much like the swanky houses I see in the higher end neighbourhoods I walk dogs in. There is a lot of glass, white and cream colours and building materials. The outside is covered with the type of mini flood lights I see on most modern homes. Inside there are candles in the windows, thousands of them. There is always a party going on somewhere in the place. Except in O/our wing. There it is peaceful silence. The driveways outside are stuffed full of luxery cars. The gowns I find myself in are beyond luxurious. The ceilings are vaulted in most parts of the house. Still full of countless rooms and halls. No more spooky darkness though. It seems I have been doing my job properly. I was worried.

Now that His home is established it seems I can pop on over without the slightest effort. And it doesn’t seem to affect my meandering TOO badly on this realm. It’s amazing and awe inspiring and terrifying.

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