Sometimes a dream turns into a dream [Complete]
Character(s): Lenne! And Scar...
Content: Lenne finds herself in a familiar place... and might actually be happy about it.
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: Late morning
Warnings: None yet... ;D
She didn’t notice the change. The return to actual consciousness, to actual existence… It was as if no time had passed at all, her memories of the void faded almost instantly. There was nothing but life. And there was something hauntingly familiar about it.
Lenne opened her eyes to gaze out into the fields, the breeze warmer than she remembered, something told her; but while familiar, she was unsure why. She remained sprawled out in the grass, just marveling in the feel of it all. A few lazy minutes later, sound began to register and she turned slowly, seeing the familiar sight of lines of people entering a great domed city. ’Paixao’ a voice whispered in the back of her mind. She felt inclined to join the lines and enter the city along with them. So she did.
It all felt so familiar, but she couldn’t help but notice a change in the air. She was missing something. Something big. Her eyes scanned the crowds for a familiar face, something to strike a memory. She knew she'd been here before, but the rest of her memories were beneath a fog, out of reach. She let out a loud sigh and flopped into one of the myriad benches with a huff. Tossing her hair out of her way, she decided to dig through the newest reading material she'd been given at the gate.
Here's hoping this entrance would remain less eventful than her first...
Content: Lenne finds herself in a familiar place... and might actually be happy about it.
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: Late morning
Warnings: None yet... ;D
She didn’t notice the change. The return to actual consciousness, to actual existence… It was as if no time had passed at all, her memories of the void faded almost instantly. There was nothing but life. And there was something hauntingly familiar about it.
Lenne opened her eyes to gaze out into the fields, the breeze warmer than she remembered, something told her; but while familiar, she was unsure why. She remained sprawled out in the grass, just marveling in the feel of it all. A few lazy minutes later, sound began to register and she turned slowly, seeing the familiar sight of lines of people entering a great domed city. ’Paixao’ a voice whispered in the back of her mind. She felt inclined to join the lines and enter the city along with them. So she did.
It all felt so familiar, but she couldn’t help but notice a change in the air. She was missing something. Something big. Her eyes scanned the crowds for a familiar face, something to strike a memory. She knew she'd been here before, but the rest of her memories were beneath a fog, out of reach. She let out a loud sigh and flopped into one of the myriad benches with a huff. Tossing her hair out of her way, she decided to dig through the newest reading material she'd been given at the gate.
Here's hoping this entrance would remain less eventful than her first...