Sophia Peletier (sophia_peletier) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2012-10-09 02:21:00 |
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Current music: | Carrie Underwood Blown away |
Who: Sophia Peletier and Damon Salvatore No. 2
Where: In Dreamland
What: Memories twisted into a dream.
When: While they're asleep?
Rating: Rish for mention of abuse
Open: Nope~ sorry.
Status: On going
Everything in the dream was in shades of gray. The ramshackle house, the grass, trees, flowers. Clouds rolled over head, only leaving slight peeps of brilliant blue. The only color in the whole landscape. A little girl sat on a tire swing, facing the little house. She too was different shades of gray. She didn't swing in the swing, she simply sat, listening. Her voice could be heard through out the area, though her lips were not moving. Almost as if they were thoughts, yet they were not projected into the mind. He's going to hit her again. He yells and he yells. At this prompt a loud booming voice could be heard muffled in the house. No words could be understood, through the wood, and glass. He's going to hit her again, and I can't save her. There was a loud crack, flesh meeting flesh, hard. Birds in the trees scattered, all else went silent. The little girl gasped, sharply, glancing back at Damon, she quickly stood up and grabbed his hand. "He'll be real mad if he finds you here." She tugged and pulled hard urging him toward a cellar door, as the clouds over head began to churn violently. Lightening crackling. Thunder growling as the wind began to pick up. Sophia was stronger than she appeared, pulling open one side of the heavy doors with no help at all. "Please hurry, get inside." She insisted that he go first. But he wouldn't be alone, she would follow him down the steps. |