⌊From a place past paradise⌉

Jan 02, 2015 02:16

Start: June 30, 2013
End:   ----
In which the tale of a girl named Autumn began to unfold.

(In an order that will hopefully bring about the least amount of confusion; line-up based on what's currently already written)

AUTUMN: MAIN STORYLINE
♦ ' the coming storm': Originally a standalone piece; Autumn's first appearance. "A girl with auburn hair leaned on the railing of an empty overpass."
♦ ' daddy dearest': If you came home, then maybe things would be different. Of family and birthdays. Enter Evelyn. "The taste of two slices of chocolate mousse cake was bittersweet on my tongue."
♦ ' a season of regret': Warm weather of a late July, a fateful encounter, and everything else that leads straight to misfortune. Enter Charlotte, Vela and Cipher. "That summer day, wickedness also came out to play."
♦ ' entrance fees': Nothing is free; of things lost and gone. "Anything for you, Autumn."
♦ ' you'll do': You're the only one that knows. "Well, whatever would you have me do, oh dearest Autumn?"
'come home': The only reason to stay is for family. Friends bring pain too. "Nowadays, she never seemed to win."
'here to there': Lesson one. "Baby steps. This was the first."
♦ ' hello, my name is': You are not alone; make friends with other sufferers. Enter Raine. "Autumn stared at the girl that sat across from her."

ELSEWHERE,
♦ ' tears of the lost': Rainy days, piano tunes, and the silence of misery. Enter Annalise and Ross. "She mourned for everything that had been lost in a day."
'not exactly': No angels stand over me. "This was her guardian, right?"
'let it rain': Let's watch it together. "Burning, burning, burning."

THE PAST: SIDE NOTES/TALES
♦ ' Cipher: July 30': The regrets are many, but the die is cast. "Such is the nature of our choices and the haunting echo of a memory that keeps."
♦ ' Ash: Entry 1': My love is here but not here. How I miss you so. "I only wish it were not so."
♦ ' superstition': A summoning. "We’re a lot scarier than some silly oldies."

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