How Beautiful it is to do Nothing

[lavendar_blade]

A warm breeze was lilting it’s way through honeyed flowerbeds and flickering the patches of shade beneath diaphanous tendrils of an ancient willow. Gunter turned a page with long delicate fingers whiter than the vellum his favorite prose was printed on. His amethyst gaze shifted dully to the untouched cup of tea and fine glass plate arranged with

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[lavendar_blade]

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A large bright pink and orange fishie went under the bridge and Gunter crossed over to the opposite side to see if he could follow where it went.

He found himself strangely out of breath as he had wandered away from Gwendals side. His dizziness had returned and pain lanced through his body with a vicious jolt that made his legs threaten to abandon his weight. Gunter bent forward clutching his temple with one hand, the other desperately reaching for the railing to steady himself. He missed it on his first try catching only air and on his second try amidst the spinning of the clear blue sky and colorful flowerbeds the very earth seemed to move out from under him.

At first he thought it was just him and that all he had to do was remain calm and wait it out but before he knew it he was actually jostled against the railing of the bridge bruising against his waist as the entire structure shook.

The next thing Gunter knew he was slamming into the water of the pond at a very hard and ungraceful angle. He had a brief flash of terror as he watched the glimmering jewel of light that was the surface slip away from him against the heavy pull of his waterlogged cloak and boots and sword.

Everything slipped into painful blackness so quickly, it was barely the blink of an eye before the dream of his garden paradise was stolen by his own weakness.

(Tag IC Gwendal)

[commandergwen]

Gwendal was snapped out of his silent enjoyment by Gunter's action of holding his temples. He moved toward his friend quickly to ask what the matter was, but it was not quick enough to prevent his friend from falling into the water.

Gwendal jumped in after him and pulled his friend to shore and tried to shake him awake now that they were both soaked to the bone. "Gunter? Gunter? Wake up!"

He held his friend close to his chest and started to return on the journey home to have Gisela see her father and fix him, and if she wasn't there...just have SOMEONE fix him!

(OOC: So sorry....life has been awful drama lately)