side: heaven

[idolpro]

[ When you next open your eyes, you find yourself standing in a hallway of stained glass windows; the door behind you closes completely shut before disappearing, you in a corridor that leads to nowhere. You're stranded, here . . . wherever you are . . . ?

The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.

There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]

Comments

Re: RIGHT HAND OF THE FATHER

[constellationprize]

[ brow a bit furrowed, flexing her fingers around her arm as she reads ]

I'm okay. I was just surprised, but I don't want to worry you or anything like that...

You can keep going.

Re: RIGHT HAND OF THE FATHER

[innerdaemons]

[ he nods, and opens up the book a bit further to more easily keep flipping the pages for her to read. ]

Re: RIGHT HAND OF THE FATHER

[constellationprize]

[ quietly, grimacing occasionally, she'll just carry on reading it as he flips through - until she reaches the end, apparent enough by the pensive expression her face seems to take on, rubbing at her arm ]

... Thank you...

You can take it back now. There's a lot for me to think about...