23 August 2012 @ 02:03 pm
IC: Dream Post  
The space you are standing in is cold and grey and very still. There is nothing beneath your feet, nowhere to go. You hang for a long moment, in this place with no place, without direction or a proper sense of time, until the light dims...

...and your feet touch ground. Your eyes are closed. When you open them, you find yourself here.

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Day / Ventus: contemplative[personal profile] unionoftheheart on August 25th, 2012 01:56 am (UTC)
Re: On The Edge
[a little cautious now, but yes]
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 25th, 2012 02:17 am (UTC)
Re: On The Edge
After a long, uncertain climb, the path runs out.