[The Dreamberry turns on just as Vanessa falls back into a large armchair near a fireplace, slamming it with a loud thunk onto a side table as she settles in. She's only halfway in the view of the camera at that angle; it's mostly pointed towards the fire and a vase of yellow carnations. For those who understand Victorian flower language, it's ( Read more... )

[The camera turns on as it's pointed up towards the cold, gray sky. It's early enough in the morning that the snow is still falling gently, leaving a few blotched drops obscuring the camera's view. The video suddenly goes dark as someone wipes the lens free of moisture and then tilts it back up to point at themselves. Vanessa is red-cheeked from ( Read more... )

[The Dreamberry turns on just as the tailend of Vanessa's dream has ended. She's been sleeping a while - almost two weeks at this point. The bed is piled high with blankets, as though it had been chilly enough to require so many at the time that she'd gone to sleep, but now in the middle of the day it was just warm enough inside of her borrowed ( Read more... )