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caughtinanetwork2012-04-25 11:31 pm
handshakegreeting) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-04-25 11:31 pm
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2nd foggy night ▣ [dream/accidental video]
Warnings: Does "Goddess of the Dead" cover it? If not, trigger warnings for first degree murder, accidental death, abandonment.
All is quiet, all is peaceful...
Nothing is distinct, yet all is clear. The meadow, the trees, the sound or running waters and a newly-formed waterfall roaring to life. All is at peace, faces blur into one another. There is laughter, the joyous noise of a courtship- of romping and spending time with the one you loved. Everything is as it should be, and the mind is free of worry.
All is calm, all is joyful...
Then there was a wedding, the bride meeting her bridegroom. There was nothing but love in their eyes for one another, a red string uniting them long before they meet face-to-face. But she spoke first, and the scene repeats- this time with him speaking first.
"I love you."
The valley is filled with spiderlillies... and suddenly, an unearthly scream echoes from all around as it all goes black, only to be broken the the sound of a newborn child crying and the anguished cries of a woman. Fire.... There's nothing but fire all around. She can't see, smoke filling her line of sight before there's a grunt of pain and then pure, unadulterated anger. The child screams only once more before falling silent at the sudden sound of metal slicing through flesh in midst of the roar of the flames.
"No... stay with me. Thou must..."
"I-I don't want to... end like this..."
There is much sobbing, the flames growing out of control even with their tears as the lover cradles his beloved, forehead resting against hers as they both weep. The voices grow indistinct in the flames until a badly burned hand reaches up to painfully brush up against his pale face.
"I am sorry, my beloved...I..za...na...... I-I canno-"
"No-! Please, do you not recall our promise? Thou must-!"
But the bride falls silent, greying head of hair leaning against his chest as her hand falls. He catches it, holding it close to his face as he weeps over her lifeless form as she vanishes in red embers...
Alone... Alone...
It's so dark, one cannot see well especially through the thick, heavy fog that encompasses the area around the two figures as they speak. The words are incomprehensible, but the feelings between them. The relief, the hope that they could be reunited...
But then he vanishes and she chases after him, heart racing as she sends aspects of herself after him.
"No... Don't leave me behind. You promised me..."
YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD NEVER LEAVE MY SIIIIIIIDE!
She awakes with a start, eyes red as they blink at the dreamberry before she tosses the blasted thing at the stairway, ending the feed. Perhaps a cup of tea... would do...
[ooc: Responses from the goddess may be short, or none at all. After all, who would truly want to comment on a vague remembrance of ones own fall?]
All is quiet, all is peaceful...
Nothing is distinct, yet all is clear. The meadow, the trees, the sound or running waters and a newly-formed waterfall roaring to life. All is at peace, faces blur into one another. There is laughter, the joyous noise of a courtship- of romping and spending time with the one you loved. Everything is as it should be, and the mind is free of worry.
All is calm, all is joyful...
Then there was a wedding, the bride meeting her bridegroom. There was nothing but love in their eyes for one another, a red string uniting them long before they meet face-to-face. But she spoke first, and the scene repeats- this time with him speaking first.
"I love you."
The valley is filled with spiderlillies... and suddenly, an unearthly scream echoes from all around as it all goes black, only to be broken the the sound of a newborn child crying and the anguished cries of a woman. Fire.... There's nothing but fire all around. She can't see, smoke filling her line of sight before there's a grunt of pain and then pure, unadulterated anger. The child screams only once more before falling silent at the sudden sound of metal slicing through flesh in midst of the roar of the flames.
"No... stay with me. Thou must..."
"I-I don't want to... end like this..."
There is much sobbing, the flames growing out of control even with their tears as the lover cradles his beloved, forehead resting against hers as they both weep. The voices grow indistinct in the flames until a badly burned hand reaches up to painfully brush up against his pale face.
"I am sorry, my beloved...I..za...na...... I-I canno-"
"No-! Please, do you not recall our promise? Thou must-!"
But the bride falls silent, greying head of hair leaning against his chest as her hand falls. He catches it, holding it close to his face as he weeps over her lifeless form as she vanishes in red embers...
Alone... Alone...
It's so dark, one cannot see well especially through the thick, heavy fog that encompasses the area around the two figures as they speak. The words are incomprehensible, but the feelings between them. The relief, the hope that they could be reunited...
But then he vanishes and she chases after him, heart racing as she sends aspects of herself after him.
"No... Don't leave me behind. You promised me..."
YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD NEVER LEAVE MY SIIIIIIIDE!
She awakes with a start, eyes red as they blink at the dreamberry before she tosses the blasted thing at the stairway, ending the feed. Perhaps a cup of tea... would do...
[ooc: Responses from the goddess may be short, or none at all. After all, who would truly want to comment on a vague remembrance of ones own fall?]
voice; true true
Maybe some more than others.
[Considering everything that has happened to him since coming here...]
voice; omg it's within a week-!
Indeed. Those who not yet know how to tell when lines are crossed have it more difficult than others.
[You poor, unfortunate soul~]
voice; YES omg we're on a roll or something--!!
...Hey! It's not always my fault for the things that happen to me, okay?
[Except it is.]
voice; holy craaaaap--!!
Christmas Pastthe most skeptical deity of death.]I believe there is something in which humans refer to as 'karma,' child.
[Guess who she thinks is the greatest walking advertisement for it?
/tea sip.wav]voice; IT'S A MIRACLE--!!
Karma for what? Breathing?! I don't do anything!
[Seriously, because riding a bike with an umbrella is a Smart Thing to do. What are you talking about??]
voice; OH MAH GAAAWDS--!!
Are you certain? [Though she will admit that his life choices were preferable to one of her representatives...]
If you doubt my words, then perhaps you should look into the history of your own power.
voice; (YAY)!!!
Of course I'm certain! [He is Innocent in his mind, okay?]
Maybe I will. Though I don't know what that has to do with anything...