☁ янσ∂є ☂ кαмєℓσт ♪ (indreams) wrote,
@ 2011-08-05 23:30:00

On The Edge Of A Dream That You've Had
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast, endless wheat field. The golden stalks ripple in a gentle breeze as if a burnished sea, carrying carrying with it the scent of saltwater and sand. In the far distance - just beyond the trees over yonder - there is the sound of crashing waves just under that of crying gulls.

A dirt path crosses the center of the field, passing a tree. The tree itself is gnarled, warped, and looks like something that threatens to fall over at even the slightest of breezes. Yet, it bares the sweetest-smelling peaches that could ever be imagined...

... or dreamed. This is a dream, can't you tell...?...

... or maybe it isn't...

... a wooden panel strung between two pieces of rope dangle from one of the tree's branches; a crude swing. It sways back and forth in the breeze.

To the North, there is the sound of crashing waves. To the South, a mountain range.

Where will you go?

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indreams
2011-08-06 02:50 am UTC (link)

[Tyki ♥

Everything seems to react to his presence. The sunshine becoming brighter, the breeze more refreshing, the smell of saltwater and sand growing stronger, the taste of peaches on his tongue more sweet.

It's calming. So calming.

You're loved, here. You're home here.

Two stocking'd feet appear in the tree branches above him, the bottoms grass-stained from running without shoes.

Your niece is pretending like she doesn't know you're there. Consider it a game ♥]

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prazerbutterfly
2011-08-06 03:28 am UTC (link)

[Rhode ♥

He certainly feels like it's made for him, soaking up the heat, relaxing against the salty breeze and tasting those peaches, so sweet and soft.

He doesn't want to leave. It's calmer here than it usually is on that hard, cold, and lonely bed in the facility.

His back plops against the cloak in the sand with an arm tucked behind his head. It's when he notices those stocking feet. Without saying a word, he feels better. Hers is a presence he's missed</i>]

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indreams
2011-08-09 11:48 pm UTC (link)

[The feet swing back and forth, the toes wiggling within the stockings. It isn't long before their owner slips from the branches and lands with a soft thump in the grass.

A Rhode. But, different. Older. Much more mature-looking. Her face is slightly more narrow - almost like Lulu Bell's, only no where near as stone-still - and curves in places that she otherwise would never have allowed herself. Across her cheek is a dark black 'X'. She tip-toes toward Tyki and climbs into his lap, wrapping arms around his neck and pulling him into a hug.]

Tyki~♥!

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prazerbutterfly
2011-08-10 02:30 am UTC (link)

[Even Flit, his pet defective Tease is fliting around above them in the air, having escaped from his cloak at some point. The thump alerts him to her presence approaching.

His eyes lid slightly in a small pang of something. He'd been away for a long while and seeing Rhode as she was, he had missed a few years of her lifetime. He had missed those family moments when she seemed to mature slightly more. His returning hug is a smidge too tight this time around and he doesn't call her name]

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