Tears of a Swan [Active/Open]
Character(s): Odette, The Doctor (Eleventh), Seraph Lamington
Content: Princess Odette wakes up from a peaceful slumber and finds herself in Paixao.
Setting: Starts at Joutenheim Gate, ends up at Jogo da Crianca.
Time: Night, Week 26
Warnings: None.
She was dancing. The feel of the soft fabric of her dress swished over her legs as he effortlessly spun her around on the polished floor of the ballroom. When she gazed up into his adoring eyes, she felt at peace. Nothing else existed in the world but them, two lovers rotating around each other, pulled in by some force so much stronger than gravity.
She lifted her hand to cup his cheek gently, but pulled away in shock. Rather than the elegant tapered fingers she expected, long, snowy feathers stretched from her hand. No, not a hand...part of her...wings. She cried out, but no sound escaped. She stretched her head up and knew her neck was impossibly long. She opened her eyes just as tears rolled down her bill and she awoke.
It took Odette a few minutes to gather herself, sitting among tall grasses with no visual cue as to where she was. She trembled, blinking away the tears that sprung up from her dream. It wasn't until she looked up at the sky that she realized something was terribly wrong.
It was night, but...but she was still a swan! She stood, shaking her head in mute fear as if to deny the very clear truth in front of her. She stretched out her wings, took a few quick steps and pushed into the air.
She gasped as she saw the view below. This wasn't Rothbart's castle! This wasn't any place she knew! An island of some sort, surrounded by ocean as far as the eye could see. The only sigh of civilization was the massive structure below, capped with the biggest domes she'd ever seen in her life. She flew down to get a closer look and felt her heart jump wildly in fright when two giants came into view. Statues, guarding a very large entrance into...whatever this was.
Odette bypassed the line of people getting in entirely, flying over the heads of the natives and the guards. Flying so high she occasionally brushed the intricately painted ceiling of the domes, she frantically searched for anything familiar. But the more she investigated the scenery below, the more dread sunk into her chest. Until, finally, she listlessly flew down to the only large body of water she saw -- a man-made pool in one of the few areas with real plant life.
As the water settled around her in gentle ripples, she hung her head and allowed the tears in her eyes to fall to the water below.
Content: Princess Odette wakes up from a peaceful slumber and finds herself in Paixao.
Setting: Starts at Joutenheim Gate, ends up at Jogo da Crianca.
Time: Night, Week 26
Warnings: None.
She was dancing. The feel of the soft fabric of her dress swished over her legs as he effortlessly spun her around on the polished floor of the ballroom. When she gazed up into his adoring eyes, she felt at peace. Nothing else existed in the world but them, two lovers rotating around each other, pulled in by some force so much stronger than gravity.
She lifted her hand to cup his cheek gently, but pulled away in shock. Rather than the elegant tapered fingers she expected, long, snowy feathers stretched from her hand. No, not a hand...part of her...wings. She cried out, but no sound escaped. She stretched her head up and knew her neck was impossibly long. She opened her eyes just as tears rolled down her bill and she awoke.
It took Odette a few minutes to gather herself, sitting among tall grasses with no visual cue as to where she was. She trembled, blinking away the tears that sprung up from her dream. It wasn't until she looked up at the sky that she realized something was terribly wrong.
It was night, but...but she was still a swan! She stood, shaking her head in mute fear as if to deny the very clear truth in front of her. She stretched out her wings, took a few quick steps and pushed into the air.
She gasped as she saw the view below. This wasn't Rothbart's castle! This wasn't any place she knew! An island of some sort, surrounded by ocean as far as the eye could see. The only sigh of civilization was the massive structure below, capped with the biggest domes she'd ever seen in her life. She flew down to get a closer look and felt her heart jump wildly in fright when two giants came into view. Statues, guarding a very large entrance into...whatever this was.
Odette bypassed the line of people getting in entirely, flying over the heads of the natives and the guards. Flying so high she occasionally brushed the intricately painted ceiling of the domes, she frantically searched for anything familiar. But the more she investigated the scenery below, the more dread sunk into her chest. Until, finally, she listlessly flew down to the only large body of water she saw -- a man-made pool in one of the few areas with real plant life.
As the water settled around her in gentle ripples, she hung her head and allowed the tears in her eyes to fall to the water below.