The White Lion yawns, lies down nearby, closes his eyes.
The corridor of Castleship suddenly shimmers and disappears. Completely.
Suddenly, they're all surrounded by a beautiful landscape. Hiroki and Ziggy are now very close to water. To a lake, perhaps. This one looks like it might be a lake. They're lying on grass, that looks and feels far too vibrant and full of life to be common grass. Ditto nearby water.
Hiroki opens his eyes and utters, with love and reverence,
"What... what is this place? It feels so familiar, and so... so kind and so... so life giving. As if one could come back to life, here."
Not exactly here, as this is a projection, an echo of the real place, an echo called on by White.
I'm not wrong, Hiroki is now thinking softly. I've never been to this place, I'm not sure I know what this place is or what it's called, though it seems familiar, very familiar, but this place, it's life.
He giggles lightly and kisses the thing on Ziggy's forehead, and then, Ziggy's palms, hungrily, with concentated awe and affection and need and passion and desire and love.
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Date: 2020-09-15 04:58 am (UTC)The corridor of Castleship suddenly shimmers and disappears. Completely.
Suddenly, they're all surrounded by a beautiful landscape. Hiroki and Ziggy are now very close to water. To a lake, perhaps. This one looks like it might be a lake. They're lying on grass, that looks and feels far too vibrant and full of life to be common grass. Ditto nearby water.
Hiroki opens his eyes and utters, with love and reverence,
"What... what is this place? It feels so familiar, and so... so kind and so... so life giving. As if one could come back to life, here."
Not exactly here, as this is a projection, an echo of the real place, an echo called on by White.
I'm not wrong, Hiroki is now thinking softly. I've never been to this place, I'm not sure I know what this place is or what it's called, though it seems familiar, very familiar, but this place, it's life.
He giggles lightly and kisses the thing on Ziggy's forehead, and then, Ziggy's palms, hungrily, with concentated awe and affection and need and passion and desire and love.