Venus (balancingvenus) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-12-15 22:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-09-29, trent, venus |
Sight unseen, the road stretched out before me
Who: Trent and Venus
Where: Venus' apartment
When: Evening
Venus had tried scrying last night, but had no luck. She'd been too tired, her head too fuzzy. Her eyes had felt like they were lined with sandpaper, and every time they started to shift out of focus they'd snapped shut on her. She'd finally caved and crawled into bed with Trent. During the day she went back to the school, but she got Trent and left before she started to feel too tired. She was determined. She changed out of her clothes of the day and into an old shirt of Trent's, and grabbed what she needed from the bedside table. A small, mirrored bowl she used for reading. She filled it with water from the bathroom sink, and went back to her bed. She grabbed a large, flat photography book from the shelf, and set it in the middle of the bed. She put the bowl on top of that. She took a deep breath, crawled onto the bed, and went about the slow process of making herself comfortable. She sat indian style in the center of the bed, crouching over the bowl. She forced every muscle she didn't need to relax. She stared into the waters until her eyes shifted out of focus and she saw not the water but through the water. And then in time rather than her own reflection in the mirrored surface, everything started to fade in together.
She concentrated on the school. She needed a focus, and she couldn't choose between Kyle or Lotti, so she kept her terms broader. The gym. She hadn't gone to that school but she'd been inside it for games before. The gym. She needed to see the gym. The gym. The gym.
Time became fuzzier. Venus slowly let go of all awareness of her physical body, and there was nothing but the water, a blank surface like unfocused crystal in her mind. It almost seemed to be glowing. Was it? Yes, there it was. There was a light. Venus tilted her head just slightly, and that was when it happened. An unseen force took hold of her, forcing her hands to snap roughly to each edge of the bowl. For a moment she felt as if an invisible hand had a hold of her soul and was going to pull her right through the surface of the water and out the other side into the void. Her body was rigid, her eyes wide and unblinking, and she could see nothing but a bright, terrible light. She wanted to let go. She tried to let go, but she couldn't. She could not so much as look away. Tremors of pain ran through her body and she screamed. She saw nothing. She heard nothing. But she did scream.