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onepassingnight2011-03-07 03:14 pm
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Paradise Lands
[What a truly fascinating place this was! Sin had been trying to investigate it as much as possible, flitting between dream worlds and conversing with the dreamers until he discovered that it seemed to be just one big shared space for dreamers. A space he wasn't entirely in control of but he was a Spirit of Dreams, he could still weave his own. Yes, he would try to fabricate his own space for others to visit now and see who he would lure in. Perhaps an illusion of Agkelos, the legendary flying city from his world? Why not?
The Spirit set about manipulating his immediate environment to suit himself. What was just a plain and unremarkable city was now a place filled with beautiful white buildings that seemed to glow softly as the light in the sky dimmed. The stars began to come out as the night came, the buildings shining ever brighter. And at the highest point of the city was a great palace, stained glass gleaming like rainbows from the white stone, topped with golden domes.
On the outskirts of the city, the bare grassy plains were filled with white flowers that seemed to spread like a carpet to the far reaches of the ghostly continent. As the flowers bloomed and spread their white petals, tiny beads of light floated into the air, fading a short distance away from the flower they came from. The Prism Flowers looked gorgeous against the midnight sky and only highlighted the splendour of the city behind them.
Dreamers would find no people here however. The place was empty and silent, but beautiful. A place to reflect and explore alone. The further they travelled, the more beauty they would find. And if they wanted to speak with him, Sin would be waiting, observing the travellers as they moved and found one another.]
(OOC: Feel free to have your characters bump into each other here, come here of their own will and take a nice stroll together, poke Sin. Whatever you like! X3 )
The Spirit set about manipulating his immediate environment to suit himself. What was just a plain and unremarkable city was now a place filled with beautiful white buildings that seemed to glow softly as the light in the sky dimmed. The stars began to come out as the night came, the buildings shining ever brighter. And at the highest point of the city was a great palace, stained glass gleaming like rainbows from the white stone, topped with golden domes.
On the outskirts of the city, the bare grassy plains were filled with white flowers that seemed to spread like a carpet to the far reaches of the ghostly continent. As the flowers bloomed and spread their white petals, tiny beads of light floated into the air, fading a short distance away from the flower they came from. The Prism Flowers looked gorgeous against the midnight sky and only highlighted the splendour of the city behind them.
Dreamers would find no people here however. The place was empty and silent, but beautiful. A place to reflect and explore alone. The further they travelled, the more beauty they would find. And if they wanted to speak with him, Sin would be waiting, observing the travellers as they moved and found one another.]
(OOC: Feel free to have your characters bump into each other here, come here of their own will and take a nice stroll together, poke Sin. Whatever you like! X3 )