And the wind smells slow and sour when it blows

[whichwayyoulean]

Who: The Once-ler and YOU!
What: Nightmares
When: Friday
Where: HIS MIND
Rating: Uh PG/PG13.


[You'd be forgiven for thinking you've entered a pleasant dream, rather than a horrific nightmare here. You've arrived in Truffula Valley, a peaceful, wonderful place that almost puts Paradisa's created beauty to shame. Forest creatures are scurrying about, singing and playing and generally going about their business.

The sky is bright blue, the sun is shining and the waters of the nearby river and pond are crystal clear. And most importantly there are miles upon miles upon miles of Truffula trees. For anyone the Once-ler described these trees to, he wasn't kidding. The touch of their tufts really is softer than silk and that comforting, wonderful smell? Fresh butterfly milk baby.

Nothing good lasts forever, and there's a general unease about the place. A disjointed sort of feel, like someone's putting on a play and you've already been told everyone dies at the end]

[[ooc: Sections: Pretty Valley | Dying Valley | Dead Valley ]]

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

This is Truffula Valley. And...I've never heard of any place called Paradisa, sorry. And I've travelled a lot, I'm sure I'd know it.

[Enjoy that delicious sugary snack, Ammy] It's okay, Pip, she's not going to hurt you. Will you? [The Bar-ba-loot wanders a little closer, eyeing her carefully]

[mom_to_us_all]

Never? [Had she found an exit?! Wishful thinking.] This place is nice though. Are those threes?

No, I won't. [She approaches to the Bar-ba-loot slowly, lowering her head his level and sniffles him playfully.] Hi, Pip, I'm Ammy, nice to meet you.

[whichwayyoulean]

Nope, not once. [He grins and nods] They're called Truffula Trees. Aren't they the most beautiful trees you've ever seen?

[The Bar-ba-loot stands on his tip-toes to rest his paws on her snout, before scuttling off to get more marshmallows from the Once-ler] He takes a while to warm up to people.

[mom_to_us_all]

They really are. There are beautiful trees where I come from, but never seen anything like these.

[Isn't that cute? She'll get cavities!] It's quite alright. I need to get going soon anyway. I feel like if I've talked to you before. May I know your name?

[whichwayyoulean]

I don't think there's anything like them anywhere. [Which makes their future destruction EVEN WORSE]

Really? I can't say you're familiar. But I'm the Once-ler.

[mom_to_us_all]

Once!? I knew you sounded familiar! It's me! Ammy! [And she wags her tail at him and leans down as a doggish invitation to play.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[He frowns, confused]

Uhhhh no, I'm pretty sure I'd remember a talking wolf.

[mom_to_us_all]

[Aw... She looks disappointed now. But it's alright.]

Maybe I'm confusing you with another Once-ler. [How many people Once-lers could there be in the universes anyway? except for tumblr]

[whichwayyoulean]

I don't think there's anyone else with my name.

...I don't know, it's weird.

[mom_to_us_all]

Don't worry much about it. It happens.

[whichwayyoulean]

...Does it? I'm pretty sure it doesn't.

[mom_to_us_all]

From the last place I was, it does. People forgetting others all the time... Coming and going, coming and going. It's kind of mean if you ask me.

[whichwayyoulean]

...Sounds pretty weird, if you ask me. Island of amnesiacs.

[mom_to_us_all]

[She laughs!] That's a good one. It is pretty weird! [Scratches the back of her ear with her rear paw--ah, that's good.]

Either way I think I need to go look for it. Or try to find my way home. It was a pleasure Once-ler. Keep your trees pretty.

[She turns to leave--ah but, she's forgetting something.] Goodbye, Pip.

[whichwayyoulean]

[He smiles and gives her a salute] I plan to. I made a promise, after all.

[Pip gives her the smallest of waves, before moving back to snooze by the Once-ler's feet]