Chaos and Calamity (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rootsofthestories) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
rainbowfic2015-09-14 10:34 am
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2015-09-14 10:34 am
Milk bottle
Name: Sebastian
Title: mazes
Story: Jealous of Roses
Colors: Milk Bottle: 11. Hall of Mirrors
Supplies/Styles: Graffiti (Milk Bottle)
Word Count: 197
Rating: PG
Warnings: nothing really
Notes: Forshipwreck_light I'm going to introduce her to the rest of my JoR gang through doing Milk Bottle prompts.
Tonight we meet Belladonna.
Sometimes she gets dizzy, gets disoriented and scare. Sometimes, when she's been fueled by anger for too long and she's finally coming down from it, she forgets.
She's confused and uncertain, scared and stumbling. She knows where she is but it's difficult to recall who she might be. She feels like she's stumbling through a hall of mirrors and every time she sees her reflection, she's left wondering who is staring back at her.
She gets through it, of course, managing to cut her way through confusion or sometimes, be lead out by Sosa, who talks her down out of her own head with gentle words and careful touching.
Belladonna is forever grateful for that, for having someone to come back to when she's lost in her own mind.
They'll have tea afterward, sit together and talk softly. Sometimes Belladonna reads, sometimes Sosa reads to her, not for any other reason than Belladonna finds her voice to be something to latch onto when she feels like she's starting to drift again.
It's a strange thing, seeing Sosa the way she is when she's alone, but she knows she will forever be grateful for it too.
Title: mazes
Story: Jealous of Roses
Colors: Milk Bottle: 11. Hall of Mirrors
Supplies/Styles: Graffiti (Milk Bottle)
Word Count: 197
Rating: PG
Warnings: nothing really
Notes: For
shipwreck_light I'm going to introduce her to the rest of my JoR gang through doing Milk Bottle prompts. Tonight we meet Belladonna.
Sometimes she gets dizzy, gets disoriented and scare. Sometimes, when she's been fueled by anger for too long and she's finally coming down from it, she forgets.
She's confused and uncertain, scared and stumbling. She knows where she is but it's difficult to recall who she might be. She feels like she's stumbling through a hall of mirrors and every time she sees her reflection, she's left wondering who is staring back at her.
She gets through it, of course, managing to cut her way through confusion or sometimes, be lead out by Sosa, who talks her down out of her own head with gentle words and careful touching.
Belladonna is forever grateful for that, for having someone to come back to when she's lost in her own mind.
They'll have tea afterward, sit together and talk softly. Sometimes Belladonna reads, sometimes Sosa reads to her, not for any other reason than Belladonna finds her voice to be something to latch onto when she feels like she's starting to drift again.
It's a strange thing, seeing Sosa the way she is when she's alone, but she knows she will forever be grateful for it too.
no subject
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGXwo-cU5S0
I grew up listening to that song and this reminded me of it. So happy~
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
bouncebouncebounce Oh, thank ou so much! Sometimes i feel like the short snippets aren't the best at capturing people but others tend to disagree and hat's kind of nice.