80 dreams

[dreamsofnoah]

[Road's laughing and writing her name in the air with a sparkler, Lero flying around screaming behind her as he tries to put out the dozen or so that she stuck to him.]

Ding dong~, the year is dying ♪ But it's not quite dead yet. Still opening new doors for us, I see, and where there were none before. I wonder...

[The last light of the sparkler

Comments

[reed4context]

You've found a door today, hmm?

[dreamsofnoah]

One or two, and none of them put there by me. I wonder where they lead~.

[reed4context]

It seems it would be easy to get lost.

[dreamsofnoah]

That just makes it more fun!

[1000year_earl]

[The Millennium Earl is eying some faded photographs when she arrived. They are blurry and aged with time. The faces are unfamiliar, but he flips through them anyway. He checks the backs for any scribbles or mentions of names.]

[dreamsofnoah]

[She looks around him at the photographs, slipping the journal and pen he'd asked for into one of his voluminous coat's pockets while doing so.]

They look so old...

[1000year_earl]

Apparently this has been here quite some time. Have you ever wandered down here before? ♥

[dreamsofnoah]

I haven't, there wasn't any way to get down here before. I wonder what the City is playing at this time.