Not a lot to go with on this but here ya go.
There are those that say if you die in your dreams you die in the real world. Some believe it, others scoff, and yet others know all too well.
Sarah is one who knows. But it's about all she knows. She can't remember her last name. She doesn't know where she's from. She can't even tell you how old she is. She can tell you what lies in your deepest dreams and darkest nightmares, for that is where she lives.
Sarah haunts the Dreamscape flitting from sleeper to sleeper. She always appears in a form the dreamer will find pleasing. At least at first. Pleasing in form and pleasant in conversation, Sarah will search your dreams for that which you desire most. Lover? She can do that. Friend? She's more than willing. Confidant? Sarah never tells.
The dreamer can have all that they desire from Sarah. She merely asks for one thing in return. She wants to know. Everything. The more she gets the closer she comes to peace. Unfortunately for the living dreamers no-one has everything she needs. It is when the dreamer begins to stray that Sarah begins to take parts from the dreamers mind.
Sarah hungers for that which she can not remember. Sadly, Sarah does retain one thing from her time among the living. She, like us, has difficulty holding on to the stuff of dreams.
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