Mahogany was standing on a long narrow path. In the distance there was a door. She couldn't make out what it looked like form here so she walked toward it. She was wearing a long red might gown with spaghetti straps. The dress dragged behind her as she walked. Another add thing was that every time she took a step, a 'click' sound could be heard. As if she were wearing heels, but she was bare foot. As she came closer to the door she could make out more of its features. It was a old oak door, with golden vines entwining it. Then Mahogany stopped walking. She was now in front of the door. the gold vines seem to be alive and growing. She reached her hand out to the silver handle. The shiny metal was cool in her hand. Mahogany turned the handle and opened the door. She could not see what was beyond the door, so she took a deep breath and stepped through the door. At first the invisible floor beneath her held her weight, but then is shattered like glass and Mahogany fell.
Mahogany jolted up right, panting. She hated it when she dreamt that she was falling. She could still feel the ground tugging at her. Mahogany looked around. She was sitting down in a bed, but it was not in her room.
"What the..." She said standing up. But she fell back onto the bed again, her head spinning. It was then she heard the quiet hissing in her head. Mahogany crept slowly over to a mirror on the other side of the small room. She almost screamed. She had red snakes in her hair!
"Holy shiz! What the hell happened to me?!" She yelled, but she kept her voice down. the snakes just looked at her though the mirror. Then she heard a hissing voice in her head again.
"Your a gorgon now. Of course you have us in your hair." It said a-matter-of-factually. Mahogany just went back over to the bed and laid down. This was all to weird.
This *points up* Is the LONGEST post for a RP that I have ever written! I only noticed how long it was when I had finished writing it. This is my first post for a RP that I made called "Lost on Takananu".
In which a new and wonderful world is quilted together by a young woman's imagination...
Only the silver light the way (2)
Mahogany sat up. Where was she? She was laying in a very fancy bed in a very big room. There was a boy standing not to far away. He looked about seventeen and had waist long silver hair. Mahogany remembered him from somewhere. He turned around.
"Ah, I see your awake..." His voice was kind, but it seemed a little...hesitant.
"Who are you?" Mahogany asked. The boy came closer and sat in a chair next to the bed. His eyes were a beautiful mix of reds and purples.
"My name is Diamen Ninth. Remember me now?" He said looking at her with a very calm expression, but Mahogany could feel that something was bothering him. But she did remember him. That voice in her head last night had told her about him.
"What exactly are you supposed to do with me and who the heck was that voice in my head? She said that you and her were very close." she asked sitting cross legged on the bed.
"Well..." He began.
"Well, I not supposed to do anything with you unless you are in trouble. Right now you have some....Demons on your trial. They want the person in your head. Her name is Qeanin. She is basically your soul. Your subconscious. Ah, how am I possessed to tell you when ordinarily you should already know?" He tuned his head and looked up to the ceiling. Then Mahogany spoke, but it wasn't her voice that escaped her lips.
"Diamen, tell her about letting go. Then she will understand." Mahogany covered her mouth, shocked. Daimen looked at her.
"Okay. Here I go. You see, Qeanin is called a Shaden. She is another being entirely. Until you let her thought meld into yours. The way to do that is to just let go of every fear, doubt, everything and let her wander your mind. Once you let her become one with your mind, you will no longer be in danger. Do you understand? He asked, still sounding unsure of himself.
"Ah, I see your awake..." His voice was kind, but it seemed a little...hesitant.
"Who are you?" Mahogany asked. The boy came closer and sat in a chair next to the bed. His eyes were a beautiful mix of reds and purples.
"My name is Diamen Ninth. Remember me now?" He said looking at her with a very calm expression, but Mahogany could feel that something was bothering him. But she did remember him. That voice in her head last night had told her about him.
"What exactly are you supposed to do with me and who the heck was that voice in my head? She said that you and her were very close." she asked sitting cross legged on the bed.
"Well..." He began.
"Well, I not supposed to do anything with you unless you are in trouble. Right now you have some....Demons on your trial. They want the person in your head. Her name is Qeanin. She is basically your soul. Your subconscious. Ah, how am I possessed to tell you when ordinarily you should already know?" He tuned his head and looked up to the ceiling. Then Mahogany spoke, but it wasn't her voice that escaped her lips.
"Diamen, tell her about letting go. Then she will understand." Mahogany covered her mouth, shocked. Daimen looked at her.
"Okay. Here I go. You see, Qeanin is called a Shaden. She is another being entirely. Until you let her thought meld into yours. The way to do that is to just let go of every fear, doubt, everything and let her wander your mind. Once you let her become one with your mind, you will no longer be in danger. Do you understand? He asked, still sounding unsure of himself.
Only the Silver lights the way (1)
Daimen stood outside her window. Waiting. She should of been ready by now. The front door opens, a tall female figure hesitantly step out into the rain.
"What took you so long?" Daimen asked her. He had been worried, they both were to vulnerable to get caught now.
"I'm sorry. I-I just....." She clenched her teeth.
"She wouldn't let me take over her mind. I had to tell her as much about what is going on as I could. Its still hard for me to keep hold. You need to tell her everything when you can. Everything." Her olive green eyes glowing with a slight tint of violet. Daimen nodded and showed her to the car. She sat down in the back seat and Diamen turned the car on and sped away as fast as he could. She laid down on the back seat and Diamen knew he'd soon be dealing with a very cranky and confused teenage girl my the name of Mahogany Third. Sometimes he wished he was given a different human to guard.
"What took you so long?" Daimen asked her. He had been worried, they both were to vulnerable to get caught now.
"I'm sorry. I-I just....." She clenched her teeth.
"She wouldn't let me take over her mind. I had to tell her as much about what is going on as I could. Its still hard for me to keep hold. You need to tell her everything when you can. Everything." Her olive green eyes glowing with a slight tint of violet. Daimen nodded and showed her to the car. She sat down in the back seat and Diamen turned the car on and sped away as fast as he could. She laid down on the back seat and Diamen knew he'd soon be dealing with a very cranky and confused teenage girl my the name of Mahogany Third. Sometimes he wished he was given a different human to guard.
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