Mithos Yggdrasil (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
antreegonist) wrote2012-08-15 05:45 pm
antreegonist) wrote2012-08-15 05:45 pm
[a heart.]
There's a moment of nothing but light and sensation. Someone's looking you over and the scrutiny prickles and burns – it's nearly a physical pain, like fine little hooks digging past your skin, into the very meat of you. I know who you are, it says, and I know what you are, and that you don't have any business here --
“But you do,” says Mithos behind you. He's a tired, steady voice in your ear, a light hand on your shoulder. “I don't know what Dream's thinking, but everyone is welcome here in my heart; just keep in mind it's a real mess right now.”
Your vision clears.
((assume your characters wandered in here through a dream. also join #ihateyouihateyouiwanttocuddle on irc if you can!))
“But you do,” says Mithos behind you. He's a tired, steady voice in your ear, a light hand on your shoulder. “I don't know what Dream's thinking, but everyone is welcome here in my heart; just keep in mind it's a real mess right now.”
Your vision clears.
((assume your characters wandered in here through a dream. also join #ihateyouihateyouiwanttocuddle on irc if you can!))
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[her hands tighten briefly before she manages to pull them away, wide-eyed.]
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I'm sorry, Faith.
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[looking at the entrances.]
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