When all the world is a hopeless jumble (Part 1 of 5)
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Window wide open, African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze
Not a word of goodbye, not even a note
She gone with the man in the long black coat.
-The Man In The Long Black Coat, Bob Dylan
One morning, Janie stepped onto the deck of the boat, and realized they were in an unknown ocean, with crystal blue water and a rainbow sherbert colored sky.
The trip so far had been uneventful. The treasure hunt almost seemed too easy, and now they were somewhere unexpected. She wanted to be somewhere- anywhere exciting. Her life had become a comfortable lull, with nothing exciting happening anywhere. Everyone seemed happy and somehow that seemed wrong after struggling for so long.
Next stop on the map was a volcanic world filled with smoke monsters. It had potential.
But so did this place.
In the distance she could see a small house by a lake- something that reminded her of the cabin she grew to love in Florida. It was built from simple split logs and earth, surrounded by trees. An old hound dog stayed tied to an older tree most days. The cabin by the lake seemed to be built the same way, but the trees were different, and she couldn't tell if there was a dog.
The boat got a little closer to shore, and she could see that the trees were very, very familiar. Trees from home, that country that straddled the great desert. Bad memories and good memories flooded her mind, but she chose to think about the good. The smells of coconut and spices, the sense of belonging that she briefly felt... The clothes line outside with a few of Ella's dresses and rows of jumpsuits. Trees that had been misshapen by the strong storms from the sea- which didn't fit in with the desert, but reminded her of her Father. His island which was always so welcoming and peaceful. They were pieces of a life left behind long ago, and Janie had to stop herself from crying.
They were gone. Everyone, everywhere seemed to be gone. What good is living forever when you do it alone? She'd fallen in love and had her heart broken countless times. She formed families only to watch them wither and age without her. She left families behind so they could have a chance at happiness. Her past life was all closed away in a universe she was no longer a part of. It was easier without her,because by nature Janie knew she destroyed timelines.
There was a little immortal family but they were busy rebuilding too, or enjoying the peace. Even her own child enjoyed the peace. Sure, there were occasionally new feelings but nothing would ever come of those. Briefly, Janie wondered if-
"Excuse me, Miss?"
Janie, now ripped from her thoughts, turned her head to the small fishing boat, and the man that called to her from it. He was tall, and in a wide-brimmed hat and long black coat. She inwardly swooned at his dimples and his handsome features... if only she wasn't an alien bad-luck charm.
"Yes? I'm sorry, we washed up here."
"It's alright, Janie. You're always welcome here."
"Is this-"
"Yes it is. You picked a quiet morning to come here. We're all nervous, waiting for the town meeting."
"Meeting? Is something wrong?"
"We've got time monsters, and don't know how to stop them."
"I'll help you."
"You're a guest, we couldn't ask that."
"Let me park the boat and wake my friend up-" Janie trailed off as she noticed that the boat was already parked. She brushed it off as the time monster.
"Janie, do you want a tour too?"
"Yes, I'd like that. Thank you... I like it here even more than I did before." Janie climbed from the boat, and hurried to walk with the stranger and explore the new place. Soon, they disappeared in the distance.
(OOC: The world has whatever it is you're looking for, and I will tag as soon as possible if anyone replies to this.
Janie is already gone, but anything else is wide open. )
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Window wide open, African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze
Not a word of goodbye, not even a note
She gone with the man in the long black coat.
-The Man In The Long Black Coat, Bob Dylan
One morning, Janie stepped onto the deck of the boat, and realized they were in an unknown ocean, with crystal blue water and a rainbow sherbert colored sky.
The trip so far had been uneventful. The treasure hunt almost seemed too easy, and now they were somewhere unexpected. She wanted to be somewhere- anywhere exciting. Her life had become a comfortable lull, with nothing exciting happening anywhere. Everyone seemed happy and somehow that seemed wrong after struggling for so long.
Next stop on the map was a volcanic world filled with smoke monsters. It had potential.
But so did this place.
In the distance she could see a small house by a lake- something that reminded her of the cabin she grew to love in Florida. It was built from simple split logs and earth, surrounded by trees. An old hound dog stayed tied to an older tree most days. The cabin by the lake seemed to be built the same way, but the trees were different, and she couldn't tell if there was a dog.
The boat got a little closer to shore, and she could see that the trees were very, very familiar. Trees from home, that country that straddled the great desert. Bad memories and good memories flooded her mind, but she chose to think about the good. The smells of coconut and spices, the sense of belonging that she briefly felt... The clothes line outside with a few of Ella's dresses and rows of jumpsuits. Trees that had been misshapen by the strong storms from the sea- which didn't fit in with the desert, but reminded her of her Father. His island which was always so welcoming and peaceful. They were pieces of a life left behind long ago, and Janie had to stop herself from crying.
They were gone. Everyone, everywhere seemed to be gone. What good is living forever when you do it alone? She'd fallen in love and had her heart broken countless times. She formed families only to watch them wither and age without her. She left families behind so they could have a chance at happiness. Her past life was all closed away in a universe she was no longer a part of. It was easier without her,because by nature Janie knew she destroyed timelines.
There was a little immortal family but they were busy rebuilding too, or enjoying the peace. Even her own child enjoyed the peace. Sure, there were occasionally new feelings but nothing would ever come of those. Briefly, Janie wondered if-
"Excuse me, Miss?"
Janie, now ripped from her thoughts, turned her head to the small fishing boat, and the man that called to her from it. He was tall, and in a wide-brimmed hat and long black coat. She inwardly swooned at his dimples and his handsome features... if only she wasn't an alien bad-luck charm.
"Yes? I'm sorry, we washed up here."
"It's alright, Janie. You're always welcome here."
"Is this-"
"Yes it is. You picked a quiet morning to come here. We're all nervous, waiting for the town meeting."
"Meeting? Is something wrong?"
"We've got time monsters, and don't know how to stop them."
"I'll help you."
"You're a guest, we couldn't ask that."
"Let me park the boat and wake my friend up-" Janie trailed off as she noticed that the boat was already parked. She brushed it off as the time monster.
"Janie, do you want a tour too?"
"Yes, I'd like that. Thank you... I like it here even more than I did before." Janie climbed from the boat, and hurried to walk with the stranger and explore the new place. Soon, they disappeared in the distance.
(OOC: The world has whatever it is you're looking for, and I will tag as soon as possible if anyone replies to this.
Janie is already gone, but anything else is wide open. )