Ticket to the Moon

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The room was pitch black, as dark as the hate and corruption that bad been stirred up anew some time ago. Still, in her dreams, there was a glimmer of light, hidden beneath it all. The moment another entered the room, a dim amber glow filled the air, illuminating what appeared to be a bedroom. At the far end sat an old-fashioned, curtained four poster bed with the curtains pulled open on one side, while an antique table sat beside it with an unlit lamp upon it. There was what may be a window on one wall, covered by draperies, while a large, ornate mirror framed in gold reliefs sat along the other wall beside a desk. Upon the desk sat a dust-covered decoration, while LunaP rested idle upon the bedside table.

At first glance, the occupant of the bed might appear to be a small girl, but as one moved further into the room, the ambient lighting would shift toward the white end of the spectrum unraveling the mirage. Black Lady rested quietly against the soft sheets and pillows, a troubled expression upon her face as she slept. She hadn't yet sensed she was no longer alone, but the presence and light wasn't likely to go unnoticed for long. Care to wake her?

(ooc: This is a surreal dream-like setting, so she may be a little confused at first... more than usual, that is.)