Post by tom on Jul 19, 2018 21:27:05 GMT -8
Oasis Tuson -- District Six
Weakness isn't in her veins. Or maybe weakness was, but she wasn't that little girl anymore. Dreams of oceans and moons still fills her head at night, which is how she finds herself in the halls of somewhere different. Somewhere to escape the pain of memories and the blissfulness of those dreams. Paper mache hearts that dream of moons and kissing under it's light with the gentle sound of waves, but that reality doesn't exist in this place. Fingers splayed out in front of her as she calmly steps along the dark hallway blindly. There's a fear in her chest as she remembers the times father would appear in the shadows with alcohol on his breath. The soft breath of her own voice doesn't escape, but she can hear her thoughts like they are screams.
There's nothing to fear here, except for the future maze.
Familiarity in this place, until she realizes that she's never been here before. Familiarity is just an echo of something that she would never understand, but it doesn't stop her from hearing some avoxes roaming the halls. Fear in her eyes as she comes up with a hand on a doorknob that she's never seen, but as soon as she's in this room, her dreams feel stronger than before. Like the fantasy was just a reality, but that was impossible. All she can do is be caught red handed by a male, who was familiar, but not familiar at all. A breath is held before her shaking hand drops. Fear is in her skin as the echoing bruises that are disappearing sting. Then her voice escapes in a rushed way.
"S-Sorry for intruding. It's kind of late to be roaming and there were avoxes and-"
Footsteps makes her silent as she backs up against the door and closing her eyes. Memories of hands along her body as she remembers screaming for help. And then it's just darkness and a boy who looks safe and dangerous at the same time. Silence as she delves into her head, stuck in the panic and late night escape.