icarus-suraki:

It’s literally 5:30 in the morning, but I had this dream that is so charming to me that I just have to write it down:

I just dreamed that I was organizing a showing of a film titled Tea with Princess Firehand for work at the library. That’s the top layer of the dream. We would show the film and have tea and a discussion. The next layer down is the film itself.

Tea with Princess Firehand is, in this dream, a Japanese film about the editor of a prestigious tea journal. In and amongst all the articles he receives on the history of tea and tea ceremonies, tea equippage, tea houses and gardens, thoughts on growing tea in the face of climate change, &c, he receives a piece of fanfiction. In the fanfiction story, a character called Princess Firehand (which is a ridiculous name, and I blame my sleeping brain) is doing tea–maybe for some other characters, I’m not really sure, but it’s fanfic and it’s her thoughts and feelings during this tea preparation. I think Firehand is from an anime, possibly a game.

So the editor gets this and at first he thinks its a joke or an insult and tosses it aside with the other rejected articles and it gets covered up under other submissions. 

Of course, he finds it again when he’s clearing off his desk and reads the first paragraph. And then the second. And the third. And the next think he knows, he’s sitting there reading the whole thing.

And while it’s not great literature, he’s still sort of charmed by it and drawn in, somehow. So, as you might guess, he looks up whatever it is this character Princess Firehand is in and watches or plays that (which is out of character for him, but that’s the point) and then he decides to go out and find the author. (There’s a gap here; I just remember this image of the editor riding on a train with the story in his lap.)

That’s about all I can remember but after about 3 nights of nightmares, I’m kind of delighted with this. I’ll take it.

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