|Jonathan Crane is judge (andjury) wrote in rooms,|
@ 2014-09-24 11:34:00
|Entry tags:||!dream, *log, becky lyons, jonathan crane|
Who: Jonathan Crane & Becky Lyons
What: A meeting in a dream
The room was shabby, the hardwood floors scuffed with marks of age and heavy traffic, and even though everything was a little rough around the edges, it was clean. The thread-worn rug in front of the loveseat had seen better days, but it had been cleaned recently, the smell of lemons and bleach hanging still in the air. Outside, the world was green, bright green foliage that was otherworldly in its origin, and the call of the animals outside were not the ones most were familiar with.
He was sitting at the desk along one wall, a pen in hand, paper in front of him, the page covered in his tight scrawl. Jonathan scowled at the paper, the words not making sense where they sat in black ink upon white, and with a precise move, the pen was sat down and he pushed away from the desk, finally taking in his surroundings, familiar and strange in the same breath.