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

[heal_theworld]

I'll never vanish. Not on you. Not as long as I can help it. And you'll always have my memories.

[whichwayyoulean]

Everyone vanishes, Martel. 'Alone' is the state of being I'm destined to be. I can't do anything about that and neither can you.

...And what if this is me staying home forever? What if my memories just...go. Like most other people.

[heal_theworld]

Then why would I possibly be here? Am I going to get left here too?

[whichwayyoulean]

I don't know. Everyone else faded away. Maybe the castle is just doing it to mess with me. A final counterpoint in an already pathetic existence.

[heal_theworld]

You're not pathetic! There's so many good things about you! You can invent and sing and you're a good friend...

[whichwayyoulean]

If I was a good friend, the Valley wouldn't be in the state it's in now. [And yep, sorry Martel, just like he said, you're starting to fade away]

[heal_theworld]

[She sees that and gasps, reaching out to grab Once-ler's arm.] Don't lose hope, all right? There's always hope.

[whichwayyoulean]

You have to have hope to lose it, Martel.

[heal_theworld]

You have to have hope. If you don't, what else do you ha-? [She cuts off as she disappears entirely.}

[whichwayyoulean]

[See you around, Martel]

You have an empty house in a dead forest where no one remembers you exist.