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aeon_flux69

To be alone....

Mar 20, 2005 07:21

Often times, it is said that one reached a certain point in torture or a level of pain, they become detached. No long are they a part of their body, becoming one with time and space. Aeon had reached that level and she was no longer one with her body. Floating in the unknown. She was cold and alone while she was in the unknown. Arms wrapped tightly ( Read more... )

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wild_callie March 20 2005, 21:56:37 UTC

In her dreams, Callie is floating. The wind is taking her higher and higher, and she's not scared, she's flying, she loves it.

Then there's a clearing, green grass under her feet and a spring nearby. Callie lets the water run over her feet, cool and murmuring, full of secrets. She pays attention, and realises the running waters are whispering a name..Aeon, Aeon, Aeon..

"Aeon?" In her dreams, Callie is unsubstantial at times. She calls louder. Aeon?"

aeon_flux69 March 20 2005, 23:39:54 UTC

"Calya?" The voice returned for in the darkness, Aeon heard that soft voice. She wanted to run to it. To wrap herself in the warmth she was feeling.

The darkness faded, grass appeared. She would hear water and she turned looking about. "Calya... please answer."

wild_callie March 21 2005, 00:36:42 UTC

"I'm here, behind you," Callie is sitting in the middle of the small stream.

"Look, there's fish in the water, but they are swimming against the currents." She offers a hand to Aeon, to pull her to sit near her.

"I think Aleksandr is worried for you. Look, another one...it's so hard for them. Is it hard for you too?"

aeon_flux69 March 21 2005, 03:18:18 UTC

Aeon turned, arms still around her. She slowly walked over, padding into the water. Taking Callie's hand, she sank down beside her.

She stared at the fish then looked to Callie, her blonde hair soft and shiny. "I worry for them all. Aleksandr, Cupid and especially Vanechka. Mostly my little one." She watched as another fish swam by. "She will need them more than ever now."

Fingers played in the water. Her skin glows near her ankles, a red and she winces. "They hurt me every chance possible. My ankle has been broken. I am still bleeding. Trevor has...." She goes quiet.

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