passionbound (passionbound) wrote in paxletalelogs, @ 2010-09-12 01:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | fenrir, hel |
Who: Aura and Simon
What: A meeting on the dreamscape
Where: Dreamland
When: After Aura and Pierce's dream
Warnings: Sad times, probably? Idk.
Ever since Ben's funeral, sleep was something that was hard to take hold of, hard to enjoy. When he dreamed, which wasn't often, it was often full of shadows, darkness and things he didn't care to recognize or remember. But this dream, this restless night, things were different.
It was dark, it was always dark, but the shadows revealed a park full of trees, the lamp post that would have illuminated the world strangely dark and dead. Simon sighed, looking around, recognizing the place and where he knew it from. Sure enough, there was a stain of rust on the cement, the sight making his stomach ache. For some reason, he felt compelled towards it, steps bringing him there, and he knelt down to press his fingers to the stain.
"Still wet?"
A blink, his fingers stained with red, and it was all he could do not to lose it then and there. Instead he sat down hard, the stain spreading into a puddle, and he sat with his head in his hands, breathing raggedly.