Post by jinxed on Nov 6, 2011 18:36:23 GMT -7
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Just for a while, Dyelan was worried she wouldn't fit in, like a puzzle piece. But that all changed when she got to the front gate and inside the mysteious academy. Everything was so different. The aura was less abused. The atmosphere was as deccadant as snowflakes. It was gentle here. It was also, complex. The buildings were so different. So detailed. When she walked by them, it felt like she were in a trance. Time was slowing down, and she got tired of it. She stared at clocks like the world won't stop turning, spinning, rotating around and around and around. She was silent. For a momment she took a breath. Nothing came. Nothing was expected.
"Is this really necessary?", she whisperingly asked. Was this real? Or was it really too good to be true? She knew this wasn't a dream. She has witnessed these types of things before. Somehow. Somewhere. She felt like she was connected with the buildings. She was, but she was just too dense to notice it. She walked solemnly down to her dormitory. "Really?", she blurted. She knew it was too good to be true. Was this serious? She thought about these detailed buildings. She didn't think they were godly or titan-ly at all. She thought of them as if they were graffitied New York,New York appartments. She didn't think they were grand or extrordinary. She thought they were typical and in some way, selfish. She thought with her hair up. She hardly smiled at them. Except for one.
This wasn't necessary at all. This wasn't terrible, but she thought of it as a typical place you would live in for eternity, or for life, or for the rest of your time. This was just too much to handle. New life at camp... New life period. It was just too much of a hassle when she got to her dorm. It was shining with moons. Phoebe was writtten all over it. Well, not litterally, at least. There were photos of the moon on the walls. Like somone were stalking the moon. Was this true? Did Phoebe put these up? She couldn't have. No one else were in the dorms. No a single person. That's what made Dyelan feel so uncomfortable in her dorm. There were moons everywhere and there was not a single person. Not a single one. Not a single itching movement of someone other than her.
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