Watercry - Imbra'ni SaysIf possible, Sophie's head felt as if it were on fire, frozen, and about to explode all at once. The girl winced, causing the young page who held her to tremble nervously. She could hear his heart beat in her ear like a drum, mingling with the throb her head. The girl closed her eyes tightly, letting the world around her blur into a cloud of confusion. She could hear a voice, then two others ah, yes, the page was stammering as he tried to explain the predicament to Nana Essie and Koios hissed something softly, then Doctor Adrastos's arrived. Somehow, Sophie noted, her senses had sharpened, though the dark world around her seemed dull and orderless.
The queen felt the draconian man's limber arms wrap around her frame and the scent lemons wafted into her nose the doctor was saying something, but she couldn't quite understand it, something about medicine, perhaps? - and soon she was set upon what she guessed was her own mattress. Nana called her name gently and put a hand on
Watercry - Statua AulaDinner went exactly as Sophie had expected it to. Aroion sat to her immediate left, Nana Essie too her immediate right, and bushels of aristocrats lined either side of the table, chattering softly amongst each other. She frowned when she did not see Joseph, but shook her head. Dinner was laid out on elaborate platters before them, smelling just as lovely as they looked. It was strange, Sophie had to admit to herself, how similar and dissimilar the foods of this world were to that of earth; many of the same herbs and plants grew in either place (though there were obvious variations), and while some of the meats were the same, many were not.
Sophie prodded the slice of red meat on her plate: it smelt of exotic herbs a spices and was tender enough to melt in her mouth. If she didn't think about it, it almost almost tasted like beef, but she knew it was not. No one here even knew what a bovine was, after all. Instead, they had dai'la; livestock animals with shaggy white coats
Watercry - Fizzle TeaSophie turned her gaze back to Joseph slowly, her expression unreadable but almost a warning; Joseph shied away slightly, tugging at the soft sheets of his cot as he shifted. The girl let out a sigh, shaking her head the slightest bit to regain her composure, and Joseph looked into her face as if to find a clue as to how he should act. The teenager had to admit that, even though she was indeed a very odd person, and one whom right now he wasn't quite fond of, Sophie was a very pretty girl. Her eyes hardened into a chilly glare and he averted his eyes.
"Tell me, what do you have to say?" She said, as if nothing had happened. Joseph blinked. There was such authority in her voice that he felt a small lump rise in his throat; while she was definitely still the rather strange girl he had met during a rainstorm not too long ago, she was somehow someone entirely different. Or, at least a facet of the same girl. "...Have you anything to say at all?" She spoke again, her words lingering in the
Watercry - The Rain Kingdom InfirmarySophie let out an inward sigh as she ran a hand through her coppery tresses, her azure eyes piercing into the darkness. She was draped in an elegant sky blue dress that was decorated with frills and finely-cut gemstones, a golden crown atop her head and lavish necklaces jingling from around her neck. The Queen of Rain, despite her age, was a very striking figure, more so in her kingdom than anywhere else.
The girl, her graceful dress trailing behind her, ascended the spiraling stone staircase that led to the upper floors of her castle and away from its murky depths. Jewels of varying sizes and hues of blue dotted the wall, crafted into each stone with the skill that only a master craftsman possessed, but the Queen paid them no heed today. She moved quickly, fluidly, up the stairs, each step deliberate. She hated being in the lower areas of the castle; the dank scent and unyeilding darkness made her feel as if she had been swallowed by utter nothingness.
"Your highness," a high-pitched
Watercry - Dr. AdrastosJoseph said nothing, but merely crinkled his nose and did not meet Sophie's gaze. The girl frowned, a ball of trepidation welling up in her throat. Surely what she had seen earlier wasn't a mask...? Was he really such an angry boy? The girl looked down, frown deepening. Friends were hard to come by...
Nana Essie sighed softly, shaking her head at the young boy as she finished lighting a rose-scented candle. Joseph watched both her and Sophie as if they would kill him at any given moment, and he shifted in a discomfited manner, as if he were ready to bolt.
"You know Occam's Razor, right?" The boy finally said after a pause, his voice low. Without waiting for a response, he sat upright and pushed himself off of the chair. "You know, how the easiest explanation is usually the correct one? Well...the easiest thing for me to believe is that you two drugged up my tea I wish I knew why and now I'm hallucinating that dragons are real and doors disappear," - Sophie let out an irri
Watercry - Seeing DragonsSophie remained silent as she took another long drink from her cup, the warm liquid sending waves of warmth through her body. Even though her clothes were still damp, the tea seemed to warm her from her core. She glanced from Joseph's perplexed expression to Nana's placid. She knew what would come next, or, at least, knew the gist of it.
"You don't have to answer right away," Nana began after a pause, her smile mysterious. The woman stood, silvery hair flowing behind her like a river, and took the teapot in her hand. Instead of filling another cup for herself, however, she began to fill several saucers that had been laid out on the tray she had brought.
"...o...kay..." Joseph murmured, raising an eyebrow and looking from his empty teacup to the woman filling the saucers. What purpose did doing that serve...? He brought his gaze to Sophie questioningly, but the girl merely giggled into her cup and avoided his gaze.
Another small rumble sounded, this time right behind the boy's chair, ca
Watercry - Sensibility TeaHe didn't quite register what he'd just heard. He kept staring at those buttons. They looked mismatched, and yet, somehow, they looked like they could still all be the same. It seriously messed with his mind!
The two women stared at him expectantly, and he brought himself back into focus. He shook his head and stammered, "Wait .who?"
Sophie rolled her eyes with chagrin. "This is the retired Queen of Rain."
Joseph didn't want her to feel bad again, but this whole rain royalty stuff was so weird. He'd seen people claim lots of things like this before, like a guy he'd met in Los Angeles muttering to himself that he was the king of the milk industry, but that guy had been whacked out on crack and whatever else he was snorting. Sophie seemed like the girl who would run at the first sign of drugs, so this wasn't the case.
"Sorry, Faux Nana," Sophie said. "This is Joseph. We just met, but I just had this feeling that you should meet him too." She gave the lady a look that made J
Watercry - The Thrift Store of Endless BeginningsThe store seemed to be the oldest and smallest on the strip, squeezed between a gaudy salon and a too-big clothing shop with lavish banners in the windows. The little store seemed almost unreal compared to what was around it, and Joseph blinked to make sure it was not an illusion; Sophie merely smiled. The sign above the shopfront was too dark to read, giving it an even more mysterious air.
"So, this place is...?" Joseph said, squinting to get a better view inside of the building.
"You'll see," Sophie replied with an air of playfulness. Still holding his hand, she pushed open the front doors of the shop, causing a small bell to ring above the teenagers' heads.
The inside of the store was warm and welcoming; a completely different realm than the cold world outside. The air was scented with sweet aromas, apples and cinnamon mingling with plum pudding and veins of vanilla, and the walls were colored earthy browns and greens. As far as the eye could see, the shelves were stocked with anyth
Watercry - Ending An Argument with ForeverJoseph was surprised with the question. It was so...random. He tilted his head to the side in a second of thought before answering.
"Ah, well...yeah, I guess. I mean, time goes on and on and it doesn't ever stop, so...you know, it's only logical."
"But is that really what you believe?" Man, these were such ODD questions! He shrugged, at a loss of a real answer.
"I dunno, I've never really thought about it. What kind of 'forever' do you mean anyway? Like 'forever family'? Or 'forever friends'? Or--or--well...."
"Well, just stick with forever anything right now. Is there anything that lasts no matter what?"
Moses, what was he doing? Joseph scratched his head. He thought about the meaning behind a lot of stuff, but he wasn't too good at just figuring at all out. He hadn't decided what he really believed in. It was like asking 'how big is the universe'?
"This is kind of a hard one for me," he admitted. "All I know is that you never know what's going to happen, so you should just be ready f