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Warnings: none
Effects: a feeling of warm happiness.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen this, but it had still been quite some time. The familiar gardens of his family home, bright and green in summer sunlight, thin wisps of clouds striping the blue sky. It looked the same as it did every summer, but even now, he could tell it was from a time, removed from time. Nothing but a distant memory now, but somehow so familiar it surged in him feelings he'd long forgotten.
There was laughter in the air. A little girl, in ringlets and lace. A young woman, sitting to the side, with a parasol in hand. The sun obscured her face, but the single ringlet of strawberry blonde fell over her shoulder. He was so close to the ground, couldn't recall feeling so small in quite some time. More laughter. And there he was, a dog, lean and long haired, black as night. How he missed that dog. Sebastian.
And there was the little girl again, eyes bright like emeralds, a smile so wide it nearly split her face.
"Ciel, Ciel, come on!" she squealed, grasping his hand, pulling him along. And he ran with her. More laughter, and he recognized it as his own -- young, high, a sound he hadn't made in what must have been years. He could feel it in his chest, his throat, a light and dancing feeling.
And then, there was that splash of red against the green. A set of arms around them both, and over his beloved aunt's shoulder, the light lifted from his mother's face. She smiled, the parasol resting over her shoulder. Days like these had always been his favorites. All his most loved people, all in one place. The only person missing was--
"Good afternoon! I see I've been missing out on all the fun."
And Ciel turned, his eyes landing on the tall, dark-haired man, Sebastian already at his side, tail wagging. His mother's head turned, and he felt as though the smile on her face was the direct mirror of the one on his own.
"Father!"
The man smiled, knelt down, held his arms out.
And Ciel felt like he was running. Running...
* * *
[ And the light faded. The sunlight disappeared, and everything he was running into, running away from, melted into shadows and silence. When Ciel opened his eyes, the garden was far away, and all those faces and sounds were gone.
Ciel reached over and grasped his dreamberry, before sulking and turning it off. ]
Effects: a feeling of warm happiness.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen this, but it had still been quite some time. The familiar gardens of his family home, bright and green in summer sunlight, thin wisps of clouds striping the blue sky. It looked the same as it did every summer, but even now, he could tell it was from a time, removed from time. Nothing but a distant memory now, but somehow so familiar it surged in him feelings he'd long forgotten.
There was laughter in the air. A little girl, in ringlets and lace. A young woman, sitting to the side, with a parasol in hand. The sun obscured her face, but the single ringlet of strawberry blonde fell over her shoulder. He was so close to the ground, couldn't recall feeling so small in quite some time. More laughter. And there he was, a dog, lean and long haired, black as night. How he missed that dog. Sebastian.
And there was the little girl again, eyes bright like emeralds, a smile so wide it nearly split her face.
"Ciel, Ciel, come on!" she squealed, grasping his hand, pulling him along. And he ran with her. More laughter, and he recognized it as his own -- young, high, a sound he hadn't made in what must have been years. He could feel it in his chest, his throat, a light and dancing feeling.
And then, there was that splash of red against the green. A set of arms around them both, and over his beloved aunt's shoulder, the light lifted from his mother's face. She smiled, the parasol resting over her shoulder. Days like these had always been his favorites. All his most loved people, all in one place. The only person missing was--
"Good afternoon! I see I've been missing out on all the fun."
And Ciel turned, his eyes landing on the tall, dark-haired man, Sebastian already at his side, tail wagging. His mother's head turned, and he felt as though the smile on her face was the direct mirror of the one on his own.
"Father!"
The man smiled, knelt down, held his arms out.
And Ciel felt like he was running. Running...
[ And the light faded. The sunlight disappeared, and everything he was running into, running away from, melted into shadows and silence. When Ciel opened his eyes, the garden was far away, and all those faces and sounds were gone.
Ciel reached over and grasped his dreamberry, before sulking and turning it off. ]