[a heart.]

[antreegonist]

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!))

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[orange_sun]

*....awww.

smiling a little, then heading down to the right-hand door.*

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[antreegonist]

You're at the top of the bark path, on the ghostly tree; the door you just came out through reads HEART.

There's a winding way down.

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[orange_sun]

*pauses for a moment. heeiiiiight.

then heads down along the winding way.*

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[antreegonist]

You move down to the second branch and the MIND door.

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[orange_sun]

*hesitates for a moment, thoughtful...but heading back down to the BODY door, and through there back to the library, carrying his box of ick.*

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[antreegonist]

. . .