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dramatispersonae) wrote2011-11-12 12:28 pm
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Riful's Heart.
[everything goes away.]
[sight, sound, taste, touch, smell - you lose yourself to the nothing that waits through the doorway. do you have a body? a mind? what is such a thing? for a dizzying moment, you might not even be sure you have a "you" to identify these concepts with.]
[then, wrenching and violent, the confusion of the senses pummels itself back inside you like seasoning pounded into raw meat, and you're left, painfully sensate, on an open plain.]
[sight, sound, taste, touch, smell - you lose yourself to the nothing that waits through the doorway. do you have a body? a mind? what is such a thing? for a dizzying moment, you might not even be sure you have a "you" to identify these concepts with.]
[then, wrenching and violent, the confusion of the senses pummels itself back inside you like seasoning pounded into raw meat, and you're left, painfully sensate, on an open plain.]
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changes course for house number two.]
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--Ah! You're-- do you know who--?
[just points in the direction of the house]
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Uh, no, I don't. Sorry for scarin' ya.
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Mn, it's-- less scary together, anyway. Do you... do you think we should go check it out. Someone might-- might need our help...
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['kay, summoning up a staff from his hand] Just in case.
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Um... sorry, but you should probably go first.
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[waits for him to move ahead of her then falls in behind him, tense, not sure at all what they're going to find up there]
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[the house has caved in near a sheared-off part of the cliffside, and rubble has created an unsteady pathway down into the house.]
[be careful you don't slip.]
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