Related to Making Bars.
A young man knocked on the wall of her glass room.
“I’m looking for something that can save my parents’ marriage,” he said.
The young lady turned her sightless eyes to him. “I have a few options. What exactly do you think your parents need?”
“Love,” he said immediately.
“Isn’t love all they need?”
Her white hair moved in a mirthful dance. “Marriage is more than just love. Tell me more about your parents.”
As the dreamwalker talked, she walked around the glass room, considering the bars she had made for one that would be good fit.
Finally, she settled on a orange bar with love, patience, openness, grit, and forgiveness.
“Half the bar to each person,” she instructed, “Crumble them and sprinkle it in their dream. Allow time for it to seep through. Be warned that this is not a miracle cure. It is still up to your parents to work things out.”
“Now, let’s discuss your payment.” A table and two chairs twisted into view. “Take a seat. You won’t want to be standing for this.”