I'm broken, don't break me/When I hit the ground
Characters: Simon pompous_today and OPEN to everyone
Date/Time: September 5th, nighttime
Location: Dreamscapes~
Rating: PG
Summary: Simon goes to a place he visits often in his nightmares when he sleeps. But this is the first time other people have invaded and stopped to chat.
Altering the scenery is definitely permissable.
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It was a place Simon went to in his nightmares a lot. The place he'd seen in his first birth dream, the place where his beloved sister was deemed a witch by an unknown mob and tied up to burn, the place where he'd held her to him, willing to die with her, unwilling to live without her.
As usual, he stood alone in a dark village, a dusty lot beneath his feet. It was nighttime, a bright moon and stars in the sky. Wooden buildings surrounded him, of simple construction, homes and a few businesses, some of them in obvious need of repair.
Before him was a raised platform with a large wooden stake rising out of it. At the bottom of the platform lay charred brush and a burnt length of rope.
He closed his eyes and swallowed, knowing what was coming next- fire would rise around him, and then he'd hear screams, see Qi or someone else important to him tied up to burn at the stake. Sometimes the mob would appear and he'd fight them. Sometimes they'd hold him back. Sometimes he would blink and HE would be the one burning, while his family helplessly watched...
He shuddered, the notion of unstoppable fire sending adrenalin-laced fear through him, and waited.
Date/Time: September 5th, nighttime
Location: Dreamscapes~
Rating: PG
Summary: Simon goes to a place he visits often in his nightmares when he sleeps. But this is the first time other people have invaded and stopped to chat.
Altering the scenery is definitely permissable.
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It was a place Simon went to in his nightmares a lot. The place he'd seen in his first birth dream, the place where his beloved sister was deemed a witch by an unknown mob and tied up to burn, the place where he'd held her to him, willing to die with her, unwilling to live without her.
As usual, he stood alone in a dark village, a dusty lot beneath his feet. It was nighttime, a bright moon and stars in the sky. Wooden buildings surrounded him, of simple construction, homes and a few businesses, some of them in obvious need of repair.
Before him was a raised platform with a large wooden stake rising out of it. At the bottom of the platform lay charred brush and a burnt length of rope.
He closed his eyes and swallowed, knowing what was coming next- fire would rise around him, and then he'd hear screams, see Qi or someone else important to him tied up to burn at the stake. Sometimes the mob would appear and he'd fight them. Sometimes they'd hold him back. Sometimes he would blink and HE would be the one burning, while his family helplessly watched...
He shuddered, the notion of unstoppable fire sending adrenalin-laced fear through him, and waited.