[a heart field trip]

[antreegonist]

*you're back on the island of Mithos's heart, on the dirt path through the meadow. the sky's still clouded and glassy, but it's no longer storming: you've arrived in the middle of a sunshower.

the freestanding door is there in its pool. the surrounding fog has thinned to translucence -- you can see a couple of large, four-legged shapes moving in it.*

Comments

[antreegonist]

*negatory mew . . . then shh shh only purring now*

[brotagonist]

[pets for a whileee.]

[antreegonist]

*you quite possibly pet him back to sleep.*

[brotagonist]

[that's not even unusual, I'm in Mithos's heart. stays with the sleepy cat in his arms a little longer, sort of savoring the comfortableness of it.]

[antreegonist]

*it is pretty comfy ;o;*

[brotagonist]

[eventuallyyyyy puts the cat down and goes back outside.]

[antreegonist]

*peaceful.*

[brotagonist]

[to the grass and sunset]

...just 'cause you hurt someone, you don't have to be afraid...

[antreegonist]

*there's a bit of a breeze that stirs your hair.*

[brotagonist]

. . . uh-huh. Good luck. You'll be fine.

[antreegonist]

*♥*

[brotagonist]

[bbback to the main room.]

[antreegonist]

*none of the place names have changed.*

[brotagonist]

[time for the other glitchy one :|a]

[antreegonist]

*you enter a wide space ringed with thousands of decorative fountains of every conceivable shape and size. several hundred of them are white, while many many many more are greyed out, rather like the statues that used to be in Beauty's forest. some are plain, some are beautifully sculptured, some are downright ugly or laughable. some have missing pieces and some are whole. there seems to be no limit to them: they stretch out around you in every direction, as far as the eye can see.

the ground is soft and gives under your feet. it is grey ash mixed with granules of silvery metal. your footsteps make no sound, and you find yourself almost afraid to speak. hush...

in the middle of the open space is a round clear pool. a small crystal flower, identical to the one you saw in the Aather clearing, is perched on a pedestal in the middle. to its left and right, two white fountains shaped like trees feed the pool. the one on the right is damaged, with some large chunks of broken stone branch still scattered around it.*

[brotagonist]

[oh... goes to look at the broken one :(a]

[antreegonist]

*blood flows into the pool from a silver bowl set among the branches. you cannot make out a pipe or obvious water source.*

[brotagonist]

[. . . how is the pool clear if blood is flowing into it. . .]

[antreegonist]

*water is flowing in from the other fountain. the pool where they combine is clear liquid with a silvery gleam.*

[brotagonist]

[...ohh. I've seen this before.]

This is your balance, huh?

[antreegonist]

*hush.*

[brotagonist]

[:\a goes to see if the stone chunks on the ground will go back onto the fountain...]

[antreegonist]

*they will. there doesn't seem to be an obvious way to repair the cracks -- the fountain is riddled with them -- but it all holds together.*

[brotagonist]

[huh. finishes putting it back together and stays next to it, one hand on it, for a moment]

[antreegonist]

*you pick up that same faint thrum that was under the Tower floors.*