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Novel: Dreams are made of this
Genre: Fantasy
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About 4th-guy

Location: Malta

Home Region:
Europe :: Malta

Age:20

Website: http://4thguy.blogspot.com

Favorite novels: Brave New World, Animal Farm, Alice in Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass and what Alice found there, American Gods

Favorite writers: Neil Gaiman

Favorite music: Anything that has not been molested to death by autotune

Non-noveling interests: I enjoy experiencing other people's creativity via whatever art they produce

Joined: October 26, 2008

This Year: Official Participant

NaNoWriMo History:
'08

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Brief Author Bio:

4th guy is aspiring programmer & writer. In his free time he attempts to reprogram his two dogs & make any computer he comes across sentient

Synopsis: Dreams are made of this

In a world where even the minutest detail of a Dream can be utilized to make life easier, pain and deceit are still active ingredients in a society built upon one Dream: a City. And although the authorities are not exactly Saintly, who knows what agendas hidden players might have?
At the age of fifteen, Prodos left the mountain mine he was raised on in order to fulfil the conscription law. Prodos finds it hard to adjust, but eventually he decides to make his conscription permanent. His belief in The City is shattered when his brother is killed on duty.
During temporary leave, Prodos finds shelter in a woman. Back from leave, Prodos decides to opt to keep training new recruits rather than serve by travelling to different outposts. Visitors from overseas arrive and a strange disease starts killing people. What happens then? Could the two events be remotely related?

Excerpt: Dreams are made of this

"Yes, I thought so. Children raised in outposts have difficulty in mastering that initial step. I know I did."
"I guess I'm lucky to be a City boy then." Mairak said.
"Ignore him if he continues to say such things. Eventually he'll stop." Palaistan said. There was a hint of humor in his voice, but there was also a hint of annoyance.
"Oi!"
"What you will need to do is to watch what you eat before going to bed. Cheese, for example, gives you wilder Dreams while alcohol delays your Dreams from starting. Of course it helps to practice." Just then a cow's hollowed horn materialized out thin air. I used to see countless of these when I was young, so naturally I dreamt about them a lot. I still do in fact. Here, examine it closer."
Prodos took the horn and examined it. "It feels so real."
"Of course it does. It will disappear, eventually. Can't create something out of nothing after all, otherwise his father would be out of business." Palaistan said, indicating Mairak. "So don't think about creating things out of thin air."
"But how can you even test if it's made of Dreams?" Prodos asked.
"Physical objects have little strength. Blow on it."
Prodos did so, but nothing happened.
"Harder!"
This time, the horn became powder and it fell on the coach floor. Dust littered the air.
"Don't worry, it will soon clear off." Mairak said.
"And that's why they call him the Dust Man." Palaistan said.
"I've never heard of him. Who is the Dust Man?"
"I would have thought as much. I know you didn't spend a lot of time with me, but did you spend any time with the other priests at the outpost?"
"Not really."
"I thought as much. Well, in simple terms anyway, the Dust Man is a representation of the order in our Dreams. Most common people believe that he is the Creator, but he is just the guardian of our Dreams. The Dust Man has another aspect to himself which we call the Gear Lady. She is the representation of our innovative approaches to problems."
"So who is the Creator?" Prodos asked, highly impressed.
"Tsk, tsk." Palaistan clicked his toungue. "It is not 'who is the Creator?' that we should be asking ourselves, but rather 'what is the Creator?' for the Creator can not have any form of human characteristic applied or else it ceases to be the Creator and instead becomes one of the creations."
"But isn't that a self-defeting argument? If you call the Creator as the Creator you're already making it cease to be the Creator."
"You're a clever boy, let's go a bit further than that. Human beings have this obsession of naming everything. Naming a thing such as the Creator reassures most humans that they are still in control and keeps them from getting depressed or going mad.""
And what about you? How would you refer to the Creator without defeating the very same arguments that you have just made?"
"Well, one could give the name of 'that which was not created', but for communication purposes I choose abstain from that." Palaistan said.
"Amazing." Prodos said, "It's so simple and yet so complex."

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