Stephanie's Heart: The Archive
Jan. 11th, 2025 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
reading_rainstormIn your dreams you are in a thick and foggy forest. It could be mistaken for the woods around Tributary if you don’t know your plants. You are on a trail leading into a clearing, in the center of which is a simple, concrete structure with a single door. A chaos star has been spray painted on it with a stencil.
You approach the structure. Looking over your shoulder you see a large shape lurking in the fog, obscured by the foliage. Two shining Feline eyes peer at you from the brush. You feel your heart rate spike as you turn the knob and find an old fashioned elevator tucked neatly inside with an accordion grate standing between you and the ornate, gilded interior. It creaks open as the presence behind you steps into the clearing. It is a sphinx, an eight foot tall lioness with the face of a woman and the large brown wings of an eagle on her back . The feminine face and olive skin tone of a Greek woman from antiquity smiles as she readies herself to to pounce, the wings on her back stretching and give a few readying flaps.You back into the elevator and close the gate with shaking hands as the sphinx leaps at the elevator. Her claws twisting and shearing the metal of the grate slowly, but she is too late. The elevator springs to life and you descend.
A small light above flickers on as it illuminates your view outside the exposed elevator as you sink into the concrete structure. You descend for a few moments before an opening in the concrete gives you the view of an observation deck on a hill, looking down on the sprawling suburbs and campus of a college town. The elevator continues downward. The concrete gives way to old, dusty marble as you continue sinking. You see a vast maze stretch far and away that gets nearer and nearer. This has to be it, right? Your destination? No. You plunge further down, past the walls of the maze and the marble is replaced again by well polished wood. Beautiful stained mahogany rises past you as your descent finally starts to slow. You are greeted by another grate that creaks open for you. Entreating you to enter.
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Date: 2025-01-19 03:36 am (UTC)I wasn't keeping this stuff secret I just...
You don't go telling everyone you were in a cult the second you find out ya know? It comes up if it comes up."
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Date: 2025-01-19 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-01-19 05:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-01-21 12:13 am (UTC)[He shrugs.] Anyway. I won't press if you don't want me to. But my door's always open.
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Date: 2025-01-21 12:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-01-21 03:26 am (UTC)But yeah, wow. That had to be rough for a kid to deal with.
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Date: 2025-01-21 04:14 am (UTC)Giving a soft, genuine smile.
"Yeah I had to face a lot of pain. The fact I survived at all is...something of a miracle, I think."
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Date: 2025-01-21 05:34 am (UTC)...hey, how do you feel about nicknames? Not that I have anything in particular in mind right now, but I know most folk aren't as casual about names as gnomes are, especially when their name's chosen rather than given, so...
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Date: 2025-01-21 05:42 am (UTC)So as long as it isn't Grimoire, you're good."