Through a squat, square door that required nearly being on one's knees, through a maze like corridor that just feels as though, there is something wrong and unnatural in the very walls, past a huge pile of gravestones and paper dolls, swaying in the breeze, and finally, into a four-way courtyard, Amane leads them dutifully. The doorways are hung with sacred ropes, the white, braided paper waving slightly in the cold, wintry breeze. Snow falls bare upon
And dutifully, as Miku - ahead of them in the north corridor - pushes open the heavy wood doors, a candle burning with a soft, blue flame in one hand, begins her decent to the chamber of thorns, Amane vanishes. The heavy, hard-to-breathe atmosphere lifts. Color returns to the dream.
Unlike Selene and Roxie, who tried to fit into the theme of the dream, Miku does not. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v212/Sentralia/Miku%20Icons/zero3miku.jpg) She huffs a little as she pushes the stubborn door, but eventually, it opens for her.
In fact, it doesn't even seem like she notices Roxie and Selene.
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And dutifully, as Miku - ahead of them in the north corridor - pushes open the heavy wood doors, a candle burning with a soft, blue flame in one hand, begins her decent to the chamber of thorns, Amane vanishes. The heavy, hard-to-breathe atmosphere lifts. Color returns to the dream.
Unlike Selene and Roxie, who tried to fit into the theme of the dream, Miku does not. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v212/Sentralia/Miku%20Icons/zero3miku.jpg) She huffs a little as she pushes the stubborn door, but eventually, it opens for her.
In fact, it doesn't even seem like she notices Roxie and Selene.