Some time in the evening, a musical chiming starts in the atrium. A soft grumble, and then a roar, and one entire wall descends slowly on gears into the floor. Beyond it lies a resplendent marble plaza, walled on its remaining three sides in glass ( Read more... )

The moon hangs full in a starless sky. The last dredges of winter that have been hanging around in the Wood vanish without warning, giving way to the heat of midsummer. The area near the barracks practically vibrates with the sound of music and laughter. The fairy lights dance along the pathway, inviting everyone to come and join in on the fun.

The ( Read more... )

Aisling had been spending much of her time exploring the area, but now there wasn't much that she hadn't explored. Except, of course, for the parts of the wood that gave off very creepy vibes, which she made a point to stay very far away from. So now she had no choice but to stay inside the walls of the barracks, which she had been putting off ( Read more... )

Neal starts the day sitting behind his cabin, shirt unbuttoned, trilby in place, a piece of slate and several bits of charcoal gathered from around the camp sitting in his lap. He doesn't look like he's slept much, if at all. On the slate, there's a half-completed rendering of Vuillard's The Stitch. He stops often, rubs things out, not showing an ( Read more... )

Of all the things in her life that might repeat themselves, being enslaved in some weird new world was not one she expected to ever go through again. More and more, this whole experience felt like Pylea 2: Now With More Furries ( Read more... )

( Bruce Banner - i’ll offer up a song i was made to play )

Some time around midday, the fog starts to lift. The cheerful deer circle in to get a better look at their visitors, sharing significant glances and whisking in to nibble at peoples’ clothes before darting away too fast to be touched. With another burst of laughter, they bound off into the trees ( Read more... )

( GROUP THREE - EAST )