Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-02-21 02:33 pm
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Shrike's Heart (#4)

The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.

It's not quite a happy smile.

"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."

You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—

—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.

> Wake Up

Re: THE RUINED TOWN

[personal profile] worthathousand 2020-02-22 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ btw, what's in the rest of the house ]

Re: THE RUINED TOWN

[personal profile] handpuppets 2020-02-22 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh right yeah

Someone seems to have put this house out with a bucket of water, because the roof is mostly intact but also things are kind of wet. It's sparsely decorated, devoid of luxuries. A common farmer's house; a few things have been knocked over messily onto the floor, perhaps in the original occupants' haste to get out of here. ]