# 241 [Dream.]

Apr 19, 2009 23:47

The sun shines but there is no visible star on the sky. Wherever you see there is a pristine garden. Perfumed, perfect unsullied by the stain of pollution. In front of a great tree, a tree that reaps the most delicious-scented fruit ever made, there is a stone throne and over the throne there is a delicate girl.

She dreams peacefully.

A dreamless slumber while she rests as adult in the real world.

This world is self-contained. There is nobody else but the girl, the tree and the garden, no chirping birds, no scurrying animals, until he appears. As the girl is beautiful, the boy is hideous, wrapped in shame within he bandages. He grasps for her, claims her.

Alerted, she stirs and tries to escape. Don't come near me, brother! she tries to warn. She tries to protect him from her own promise without showing her intentions.

And the world is set aflame.

The image clears again. The Garden has been violated, ruined, decayed from what it is. His presence and the ruins of white walled, black-barred caged building where there used to be nothing but green. In this scene, there is nothing but death and sat in the center of the throne room full of corpses, there is the girl, motionlessly trying to shield a tiny life that finds shelter behind her hands.

(ooc; What comes next. Ignore Setsuna's presence/fill for him and jump when you like: 1, 2, 3, 4, & 5).

dream vortex, my blood my flesh and my wing, rosiel, affected, eden doll

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