Post by Shirafune on Nov 14, 2009 1:21:33 GMT 8
Evening smoked into dusk.
Rika shuffled into the school dormitory as part of the collective mass of students; all she absorbed was her surroundings - there was nothing more that was worth any form of attention. The rays that entered through the windows were tinged a blood orange and rose-maroon, colours that she was very well familiar with.
A draft of air, fickle-minded chatter; all of these were part of her awareness that she tried to shut out. She was an escapist by nature, and rejected most of the reality around her. In the vast expanse of her mind she could model and sculpture her fantasies; unburden herself and be whisked away to lands galore.
As the shafts of light that scintillated on the windows panes dimmed, Rika moved towards her dormitory room.
-
Rika nestled in her bedsheets first. Her room was but another of those hollow apartments, she thought to herself.
Sleep meant dreams, and she only wanted that much. None of it needed to materialise - delusions would remain selfish delusions for herself to keep.
She closed her eyes.
Blackness. Blankness.
She had nowhere to drift off to, and she could only linger in her state of consciousness. Ripple after ripple of silence ran through her mind as she stared out of her window. She needed more sights, sounds to fuel her imagination.
Rika hated the part of her that was wistfully languishing away, and against her nature, she stepped out of her dorm room, into the corridor.
Rika shuffled into the school dormitory as part of the collective mass of students; all she absorbed was her surroundings - there was nothing more that was worth any form of attention. The rays that entered through the windows were tinged a blood orange and rose-maroon, colours that she was very well familiar with.
A draft of air, fickle-minded chatter; all of these were part of her awareness that she tried to shut out. She was an escapist by nature, and rejected most of the reality around her. In the vast expanse of her mind she could model and sculpture her fantasies; unburden herself and be whisked away to lands galore.
As the shafts of light that scintillated on the windows panes dimmed, Rika moved towards her dormitory room.
-
Rika nestled in her bedsheets first. Her room was but another of those hollow apartments, she thought to herself.
Sleep meant dreams, and she only wanted that much. None of it needed to materialise - delusions would remain selfish delusions for herself to keep.
She closed her eyes.
Blackness. Blankness.
She had nowhere to drift off to, and she could only linger in her state of consciousness. Ripple after ripple of silence ran through her mind as she stared out of her window. She needed more sights, sounds to fuel her imagination.
Rika hated the part of her that was wistfully languishing away, and against her nature, she stepped out of her dorm room, into the corridor.
