
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Forged when ten realm-weary Wielders simultaneously dreamed of not three-putting, their collective subconscious manifested Dream Loom—a shimmering, emotionally-responsive tag that’s basically Inception meets Doctor Strange. I’m contractually obligated to call this ‘hope given form’ and not ‘a glorified mood ring for disc golf.’ Who else’s reality is this fractured?
And so Dream Loom, born of collective putting anxiety, sought its first anchor in our fractured reality. It found Kevin Marker, a Wielder whose legendary drives were said to weave the very fabric of spacetime—or at least, that’s what his PDGA profile claims after a few beers. He didn’t find the tag; it psychically manifested in his bag during a particularly intense dream about nailing a 40-foot putt. A true weaver of fate, or just really good at dreaming about disc golf? Is this man worthy, or just well-rested?