AN: This is a dream Icarus had, inscribed in his journal as it happened. ;) -Lil
...the air and the sky are free
"Escape may be checked by water and land, but the air and the sky are free..." -Daedalus
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Day 13
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I am in this dreaded labyrinth once more, only this time, the walls are made of plants! Beautiful, lovely green plants! The first I have seen in weeks! Joy flows through my veins, and I am almost able to forget the hunger that daily grows in both my stomach and my heart.
In a flash, the word for this flowering maze comes to me. Topiary. I try it out, and it flows off my tongue like honey.
Suddenly, a horrifying change comes over the plants. Flowers shrink and shrivel, and the leaves crinkle and turn black. It almost stings my soul to see such beauty lost in a matter of seconds. Tears streamed down my face, though I could not (for the life of me) perceive why.
I saw a flash of that same pure green from before, and I run towards it. Down one path, along another, back through others... it seemed an endless race to who knows where. By this time, I had lost all sense of where or when I was. All that seemed to matter was the promise of life, of living things, somewhere in this mad place.
I must have been running for hours at least. Finally, when I was about to give up the futile quest... I saw it. An arbor, no, a pergola encased with what had to be thousands of beautiful roses, each a different shade of red. And in the center of the entranceway purple flames licked up at the blossoms, never igniting them, but tinting the whole area with a lavender glow.
I recalled, if only for that moment, that purple was _her_ favorite color, and _her_ favorite plants were roses. The thought also crossed my mind that I am going soft, that I will corrupt myself with all these somber memories of her.
The flames seem to conceal another path, and beckon to me. I closed my eyes, and prepared to jump through them. Whispering, "What the hell," I propelled my body through the portal. An abnormal type of pain seared through me, and I nearly screamed. Just as suddenly as it started, the pain ceased, and I was deposited on the hard dirt ground. As I raised myself painfully from the ground, I look above me... and see _her_.
My beloved Rosaline.
Not only Rosaline, but all the other victims of the Minotaur. All of them glow, an unearthly bright glow, that makes them all seem like... angels. For I believe that is what they are.
I stare, unable to accept the fact that we are together again. She moves toward me, and in her soft, silky voice she murmurs, "I've been waiting for you, my love." She embraces me, and we kiss, just as we did so many times before.
Suddenly, Fate takes a cruel twist. The world around me begins to fade, and Rosaline is no exception. I grasp for her, but she looks above my head at something and shrieks. Turning once again towards me, she screams, "Don't be a fool, love! Beware the sun! The sun..."
My world goes black.
...the air and the sky are free
"Escape may be checked by water and land, but the air and the sky are free..." -Daedalus
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Day 13
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I am in this dreaded labyrinth once more, only this time, the walls are made of plants! Beautiful, lovely green plants! The first I have seen in weeks! Joy flows through my veins, and I am almost able to forget the hunger that daily grows in both my stomach and my heart.
In a flash, the word for this flowering maze comes to me. Topiary. I try it out, and it flows off my tongue like honey.
Suddenly, a horrifying change comes over the plants. Flowers shrink and shrivel, and the leaves crinkle and turn black. It almost stings my soul to see such beauty lost in a matter of seconds. Tears streamed down my face, though I could not (for the life of me) perceive why.
I saw a flash of that same pure green from before, and I run towards it. Down one path, along another, back through others... it seemed an endless race to who knows where. By this time, I had lost all sense of where or when I was. All that seemed to matter was the promise of life, of living things, somewhere in this mad place.
I must have been running for hours at least. Finally, when I was about to give up the futile quest... I saw it. An arbor, no, a pergola encased with what had to be thousands of beautiful roses, each a different shade of red. And in the center of the entranceway purple flames licked up at the blossoms, never igniting them, but tinting the whole area with a lavender glow.
I recalled, if only for that moment, that purple was _her_ favorite color, and _her_ favorite plants were roses. The thought also crossed my mind that I am going soft, that I will corrupt myself with all these somber memories of her.
The flames seem to conceal another path, and beckon to me. I closed my eyes, and prepared to jump through them. Whispering, "What the hell," I propelled my body through the portal. An abnormal type of pain seared through me, and I nearly screamed. Just as suddenly as it started, the pain ceased, and I was deposited on the hard dirt ground. As I raised myself painfully from the ground, I look above me... and see _her_.
My beloved Rosaline.
Not only Rosaline, but all the other victims of the Minotaur. All of them glow, an unearthly bright glow, that makes them all seem like... angels. For I believe that is what they are.
I stare, unable to accept the fact that we are together again. She moves toward me, and in her soft, silky voice she murmurs, "I've been waiting for you, my love." She embraces me, and we kiss, just as we did so many times before.
Suddenly, Fate takes a cruel twist. The world around me begins to fade, and Rosaline is no exception. I grasp for her, but she looks above my head at something and shrieks. Turning once again towards me, she screams, "Don't be a fool, love! Beware the sun! The sun..."
My world goes black.