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[remaneo.livejournal.com]

When; Monday afternoon
Rating; G, ongoing.
Characters; Heine [streugott] and Lily [remaneo]
Summary; The two meet before the Carousel.
Log;

Closer, closer and closer still.

The closer you one got to the Carousel, the louder the strange melody it played became. It was something akin to a carnival, something that you would associate with bright lights, smiling faces and cotton candy. But this? This one was different. The area was almost barren save for the people who reminded her of stray dogs that were desperately searching out their owners; they were on the trail, they were always on the trail, but it always seemed to fall short.

It was cruel.

But there was Lily seated upon the back of one of the porcelain horses, humming along with the merry tune that ripped free of the carousel's heart. It was on the last note of the song, however, that she fluttered her lids open and met a familiar face and did little more than stare. How long had it been since then?

Since she was killed.

As the music started up a second time; it was an endless melody, something like the song that never ended but much more haunting, Lily lowered herself off of the platform and stood her ground. To run to him now, she didn't know what she would do if he disappeared or if he stayed. To run to him now, she didn't know what she would do if the dog actually decided to bite.

A smile, though tentative, was all the man was given.

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[streugott.livejournal.com]

Heine looked even more dejected when he saw Lily’s disappointment in him. The quilt trickled down from his heart and pooled down in his stomach. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling, but he thought it a fit punishment for his sins. However, that feeling of not being able to answer Lily’s words after such a long period of time made him feel sick.

All he could do was answer with a low, “Okay,” as she took him by the hand and when she did, he felt a great confusion of new feelings well up inside him. One was shame, the other was glee, and the rest...He didn’t feel like thinking about the rest. Heine followed Lily as she led him through the city, taking in the new scenery.

[remaneo.livejournal.com]

Lily gave his hand another squeeze, something like a second brush of reassurance. Disappoint? It was the very last thing she felt at that moment, if even at all. It was only after she had carefully laced their fingers together that she glanced over a shoulder at him and shot him up a smile. Calm and easy-going, but with a worried edge. "Do you like coffee? It's been so long," she began in a slightly apologetic tone. "So long that I can't really remember. I'm sorry."

When the quaint café came into view Lily paused her stride and released his hand, nodding towards it. "It's one of the only things in the city that look like that, it almost reminds me of home. The owner is really nice, he doesn't ask questions." Questions. They weren't ever a good thing to ask around here. People were not always eager to speak up about their homes, let alone about their pasts but even so, it didn't stop some people from attempting to pry.

Café Juliet. It was a safe haven in a sense, from the wicked.