[Today was Akira's first visit to the school, as well as his first glimpse into the year ahead of himself. Everyone seems to distrust him and wonder when he will lash out once again. So many warnings of how much he will be punished if he so much as steps a toe out of line...surely it must be exhausting, right? That bed is calling to him.
But once Akira lays down to sleep, he will feel himself fall into a deep slumber. So deep, in fact, that he barely feels himself slip off into Somewhere Else.
Entering that space can feel rather dreamlike, but once Akira is on his feet again he will find that he's in a dark backyard with a wooden fence keeping everything contained in this space. The only light in this place seems to be coming from the petals of the massive cherry blossom tree here, which emit a soft pink glow. There, sitting on one of the massive roots to this tree is a bespectacled teenager in a white and red kimono. There is a rather ethereal look to him, giving the impression that he is not entirely human.
He's smiling softly as he addresses Akira.]
Oh? There hasn't been a visitor to these parts in quite some time.
[He should be shocked, surprised - and honestly, Akira is. Something about this doesn't feel like a normal dream.
But something about the scene is calming, if perhaps a little mystical. It's something hard to be worked up over when his sleep hasn't been this peaceful as of late.]
It's very nice here. [He says it almost on auto-pilot. That... isn't what he meant to say, though.] Is this really dream? You feel very... real.
[His eyes trace the long kimono sleeves. Maybe "real" isn't quite right... but there's something that feels different from his other dreams, just a little. Like being awake when he's asleep, sleepwalking without dreaming.]
This is neither waking nor dreaming, neither here nor there. This is 'a space between'.
[One of many, but this is the Witch's personal space, and he can control it as he sees fit. Given his powers, though, a place connecting worlds seems fitting.
He gestures for Akira to come closer, if he should like.]
I manage this space between places. Normally the ones who stop here are travellers who need passage elsewhere. But you're here for something else, aren't you? A vision of your future, perhaps?
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April 10th
But once Akira lays down to sleep, he will feel himself fall into a deep slumber. So deep, in fact, that he barely feels himself slip off into Somewhere Else.
Entering that space can feel rather dreamlike, but once Akira is on his feet again he will find that he's in a dark backyard with a wooden fence keeping everything contained in this space. The only light in this place seems to be coming from the petals of the massive cherry blossom tree here, which emit a soft pink glow. There, sitting on one of the massive roots to this tree is a bespectacled teenager in a white and red kimono. There is a rather ethereal look to him, giving the impression that he is not entirely human.
He's smiling softly as he addresses Akira.]
Oh? There hasn't been a visitor to these parts in quite some time.
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But something about the scene is calming, if perhaps a little mystical. It's something hard to be worked up over when his sleep hasn't been this peaceful as of late.]
It's very nice here. [He says it almost on auto-pilot. That... isn't what he meant to say, though.] Is this really dream? You feel very... real.
[His eyes trace the long kimono sleeves. Maybe "real" isn't quite right... but there's something that feels different from his other dreams, just a little. Like being awake when he's asleep, sleepwalking without dreaming.]
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[One of many, but this is the Witch's personal space, and he can control it as he sees fit. Given his powers, though, a place connecting worlds seems fitting.
He gestures for Akira to come closer, if he should like.]
I manage this space between places. Normally the ones who stop here are travellers who need passage elsewhere. But you're here for something else, aren't you? A vision of your future, perhaps?