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vatheon2013-04-21 06:59 pm
wavesofjade) wrote in vatheon2013-04-21 06:59 pm
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We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean.
Who: The Dolorosa and anyone who comes across her
When: April 21st
Where: The island, on the beach
Style: Starting prose but if you want to use brackets I'll follow that!
Status: Open
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With the breaking of the bubble exiling them to the island above, the Dolorosa was taking some time away from the things she usually occupied herself with and was sitting on the beach, enjoying the warmth of the day with her face turned up towards the sun and her eyes closed.
The dress that she usually wore had proven unsuitable for living up here, and with no access to anything else she had simply made a few brief modifications with what she had available, and now the skirt was cut shorter - up to an inch below her knees - and the sleeves cut to half way up her forearms. The neckline now showed her collar and a little of her shoulders, and as she sat on the beach she curled her toes into the sand, her shoes set neatly beside her.
A warm breeze ruffled her hair and she sighed contentedly, bringing her shoulders up for a moment and then letting them relax. Rin had been right. A house was just a house. They could always make new memories.
When: April 21st
Where: The island, on the beach
Style: Starting prose but if you want to use brackets I'll follow that!
Status: Open
---
With the breaking of the bubble exiling them to the island above, the Dolorosa was taking some time away from the things she usually occupied herself with and was sitting on the beach, enjoying the warmth of the day with her face turned up towards the sun and her eyes closed.
The dress that she usually wore had proven unsuitable for living up here, and with no access to anything else she had simply made a few brief modifications with what she had available, and now the skirt was cut shorter - up to an inch below her knees - and the sleeves cut to half way up her forearms. The neckline now showed her collar and a little of her shoulders, and as she sat on the beach she curled her toes into the sand, her shoes set neatly beside her.
A warm breeze ruffled her hair and she sighed contentedly, bringing her shoulders up for a moment and then letting them relax. Rin had been right. A house was just a house. They could always make new memories.