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It's big, it's heavy, it's wood~
When; Today; ongoing.
Rating; Suitable for General audiences!
Characters; Seth Nightroad and Lilith Sahl
Summary; The littlest Crusnik meets back up with her surrogate mother/sister-type figure after 900 years of being apart. (Thar be spoilers here for the Trinity Blood series, surely? Read at your own risk!)
Log;
Tick, tick, tick-
Falling down, spinning, disorientation not unlike an overdose of spiked eggnog, the feeling was the same every time Seth Nightroad closed her eyes. A voice calling out through the tick-tock and grinding gears of a carousel too beautiful to be of this world- or any other. A dream the small Crusnik wasn't sure she wanted to wake up from out of necessity, a curiosity, a desire not unlike lust. Like fine wine sipped from a sugar cone, with sprinkles and cherries and whipped cream on top, it was the perfect comfort food.
Seth hated to see what this place would do to someone like her brother. Singular. Thinking about what Cain might do made her stomach fall out.
Something greater, stronger, beyond all humans and vampires and Crusniks and maybe even God was at the controls here. Seth was not naive. She was not startled when, even after nine-hundred plus years, the world could still surprise her.
And surprise her it did, when the familiar scent - feel - presence - of someone she never thought she'd ever see again made her appearance in the square. Now that the woman known as Lilith Sahl was not but six feet from her, in her entirety, solid and breathing, Seth was sure this was beyond something she'd encountered in dreamscape, for even in her dreams Lilith was never so beautiful.
A world of possibilities, maybe?
Whatever the case may be, Seth was overjoyed and made record time closing the distance between them, burying her face in Lilith's robes and cheering - weeping - for joy.
"Lilith! Oh, Lilith! I've missed you so much!"
Rating; Suitable for General audiences!
Characters; Seth Nightroad and Lilith Sahl
Summary; The littlest Crusnik meets back up with her surrogate mother/sister-type figure after 900 years of being apart. (Thar be spoilers here for the Trinity Blood series, surely? Read at your own risk!)
Log;
Tick, tick, tick-
Falling down, spinning, disorientation not unlike an overdose of spiked eggnog, the feeling was the same every time Seth Nightroad closed her eyes. A voice calling out through the tick-tock and grinding gears of a carousel too beautiful to be of this world- or any other. A dream the small Crusnik wasn't sure she wanted to wake up from out of necessity, a curiosity, a desire not unlike lust. Like fine wine sipped from a sugar cone, with sprinkles and cherries and whipped cream on top, it was the perfect comfort food.
Seth hated to see what this place would do to someone like her brother. Singular. Thinking about what Cain might do made her stomach fall out.
Something greater, stronger, beyond all humans and vampires and Crusniks and maybe even God was at the controls here. Seth was not naive. She was not startled when, even after nine-hundred plus years, the world could still surprise her.
And surprise her it did, when the familiar scent - feel - presence - of someone she never thought she'd ever see again made her appearance in the square. Now that the woman known as Lilith Sahl was not but six feet from her, in her entirety, solid and breathing, Seth was sure this was beyond something she'd encountered in dreamscape, for even in her dreams Lilith was never so beautiful.
A world of possibilities, maybe?
Whatever the case may be, Seth was overjoyed and made record time closing the distance between them, burying her face in Lilith's robes and cheering - weeping - for joy.
"Lilith! Oh, Lilith! I've missed you so much!"
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