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rainbowfic2012-08-16 05:46 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2012-08-16 05:46 pm
Waterspout 7 - Fog Grey 1 - Transparent 7 - Modeling Clay - Photography - Miniature Collection
Name: Kana
Title: Dreams of a Forest
Story: Shadows in the Distance
Characters: Caithlynn
Colors: Waterspout 7 Dew – Fog Grey 1 Blanket of fog - Transparent 7 Vaporous
Supplies and Styles: Modeling Clay (Destroy) – Photography - Miniature Collection
Word count: 267
Rating: PG
Summary: It is hard to wake up from a lovely dream, only to find things you cared about being destroyed.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
She smiles when she feels the soft moss beneath her feet. Her arm reaches out, fingers caressing the leaves of the bush nearby. Giggling when it cause small drops of water to fall around her. It’s still morning. Dew is still present on everything.
Laughing carelessly – for the first time since … She can’t remember.
Spontaneously she stops walking. Puts her hands up in the air. Twirls around. Her head tilted towards the sun. Feeling it warm her face. It’s been a long time without having to worry about something.
Reaching out for Taigiri. Wanting her Dragon to share this.
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Blinking she opens her eyes again when she feels the chill around her. Unable to connect with her Dragon.
She is still in the forest. But the view is completely different. The green grass has turned brown. The trees nearly all dead. The bushes gone.
She can’t see further than a couple of meters because of the fog. A blanket of mist creeps over the ground.
There is a scream threatening to leave her lips. But there is a silence over the forest that mustn’t be broken.
-
There are tears rolling down her cheeks when she realizes the lovely forest and the carefree feeling were a dream. Tempting. Delicious. Something she wants more than anything. Now more than ever. But nothing more than a mere dream.
When she reaches inside, she feels the connection to Taigiri again. But she does not want comfort.
A crazy laugh escapes her, despite the tears. How could she have ever believed the view and the feeling to be true?
Title: Dreams of a Forest
Story: Shadows in the Distance
Characters: Caithlynn
Colors: Waterspout 7 Dew – Fog Grey 1 Blanket of fog - Transparent 7 Vaporous
Supplies and Styles: Modeling Clay (Destroy) – Photography - Miniature Collection
Word count: 267
Rating: PG
Summary: It is hard to wake up from a lovely dream, only to find things you cared about being destroyed.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
She smiles when she feels the soft moss beneath her feet. Her arm reaches out, fingers caressing the leaves of the bush nearby. Giggling when it cause small drops of water to fall around her. It’s still morning. Dew is still present on everything.
Laughing carelessly – for the first time since … She can’t remember.
Spontaneously she stops walking. Puts her hands up in the air. Twirls around. Her head tilted towards the sun. Feeling it warm her face. It’s been a long time without having to worry about something.
Reaching out for Taigiri. Wanting her Dragon to share this.
-
Blinking she opens her eyes again when she feels the chill around her. Unable to connect with her Dragon.
She is still in the forest. But the view is completely different. The green grass has turned brown. The trees nearly all dead. The bushes gone.
She can’t see further than a couple of meters because of the fog. A blanket of mist creeps over the ground.
There is a scream threatening to leave her lips. But there is a silence over the forest that mustn’t be broken.
-
There are tears rolling down her cheeks when she realizes the lovely forest and the carefree feeling were a dream. Tempting. Delicious. Something she wants more than anything. Now more than ever. But nothing more than a mere dream.
When she reaches inside, she feels the connection to Taigiri again. But she does not want comfort.
A crazy laugh escapes her, despite the tears. How could she have ever believed the view and the feeling to be true?
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I hope for her it was a sort of premonition and that it will come true after the rebellion.
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But I'm not sure if it's going to some sort of premonition... :-/
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Thanks for reading and taking the time to leave a comment! ^^