Fragmentary Passage: Zia - Revision history

Lionheart at 02:11, 1 July 2013

2013-07-01T02:11:05Z

Lionheart at 02:10, 1 July 2013

2013-07-01T02:10:05Z

Raenas: Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2013/06/30 |Location=??? Destati |Synopsis=Dreams. Prophecies. Nightmares. ---and choices. |Cast of Characters=Mysterious Bacon, Zia |pretty=yes ..."

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 :'''[[Mysterious Bacon]] has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sleep can rarely be a safety although it can be a balm as well as a curse. As sleep draws down at last and the world of light fades to inky darkness, this time things are again different. There is a faint smell of the sea and the calling of ocean birds heard as if a far distance away. <br /><br /> The force of water around Zia is light but constant. Air bubbles up from the deep, shining spheres lit by some distant light underneath. It seems free and easy enough to breathe in this drifting dream of water. This cylinder bounded by darkness has a bottom which she touches after some time of gentle falling. The stained glass underneath her is partially obscured by sand.<br /><br /> The feeling of water fades away as the bottom is reached and there is a sharp CRACK of splintering glass as part of the cylinder breaks. A staircase of gently luminous blue crystal and silvery metal flows upwards from the floor of the cylinder to run alongside it and then upwards into a ceiling that is now roiling clouds. <br /><br /> There is a feeling, almost an insistant and urgent voice. A howling refrain but the words. The words are scattered and so very far away. "Such.. far away.. the road."

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 |Date of Scene=2013/06/30
 |Location=??? Destati
-|Synopsis=Dreams. Prophecies. Nightmares. ---and choices.
+|Synopsis=Let the pieces fall where they may. A dream twisted out of shape provides answers.. and choices.
 |Cast of Characters=Mysterious Bacon,  Zia
 |pretty=yes
 }}
 :'''[[Mysterious Bacon]] has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sleep can rarely be a safety although it can be a balm as well as a curse. As sleep draws down at last and the world of light fades to inky darkness, this time things are again different. There is a faint smell of the sea and the calling of ocean birds heard as if a far distance away. <br /><br /> The force of water around Zia is light but constant. Air bubbles up from the deep, shining spheres lit by some distant light underneath. It seems free and easy enough to breathe in this drifting dream of water. This cylinder bounded by darkness has a bottom which she touches after some time of gentle falling. The stained glass underneath her is partially obscured by sand.<br /><br /> The feeling of water fades away as the bottom is reached and there is a sharp CRACK of splintering glass as part of the cylinder breaks. A staircase of gently luminous blue crystal and silvery metal flows upwards from the floor of the cylinder to run alongside it and then upwards into a ceiling that is now roiling clouds. <br /><br /> There is a feeling, almost an insistant and urgent voice. A howling refrain but the words. The words are scattered and so very far away. "Such.. far away.. the road."