Stranger Things Have Happened (open)

[Adelaide Summers]

Send away for a
• • • priceless gift.,• • •

One not subtle One not on the
• • •list• • •

Perhaps one of the things that Adelaide looked forward to most these days were those weekends she could just get off and reflect on herself as a person, those moment’s where she could take that moment’s clarity and see that everything was not really as it seemed. It was really nice to relax and get some time to herself and not feel the eyes of drunken pervs on her back for once, it seemed that’s all she was good for these days anyway. She literally had no real skills that she could give to the world and maybe that’s why since she moved here she felt like she needed to start from scratch... to try and bring a sense of relief and confidence to herself that had been since long lost past the many screams of the city around her.

Things had been different for her lately and not in a good way, but in a scary kind of way. Things had started happen that she couldn’t even begin to explain and as she tried to think about it her own mind became mixed up with these thoughts of her becoming somewhat akin to a crazy person. She couldn’t help but to push the thoughts of what was happening to the front of her mind as she shoved her hands nonchantily into her pockets, the cold winter air blowing frosty breaths along her own path. Her eyes closed for a second as brief flashes crossed her eyes, something which she could not really understand fully as of yet and right now it seemed to scare her more than anything else because it was all so new to her.

She trailed her way along the path, the midday sun hidden behind a patchwork of different shades of grey allowing for a rather dull afternoon to say the least. It didn’t stop her however taking her walk, that walk she took every time she could to try and get some semblance of sanity back into her head even if it was lost amongst the thoughts of the past and the weird happenings. A shaky hand running through her hair was all she needed right now to tell herself that she was still bordering in this reality, though what this reality was she couldn’t be certain.

It was a very Mad World Indeed, and nothing she could do would ever change that for the better... no matter how hard she tried to make herself believe she could.

Send away for a perfect world.
One that‘s simply so absurd.
Words ! 422
Tagged ! OPEN!!
Outfit ! Link to pretty little outfit
Lyrics ! .45 by Shinedown
Credit ! Broadwayislove@Caution
Notes !I suck at first posts -_-

[Marie DeLabou]

Such sweetness. The park contained such sweetness, even now. The air was fresh, so fresh it was almost minty in taste, flicking over her tongue like a caress. A caress matching the soft strokes of the tendrils of wind dancing around her face, playing with her hair as if it wasn't really hers. She was more aware of it now, of the swirls which flitted around her, of the leaves which swirled tenderly around her feet. The clouds were grey...and whether that was her, or the weather itself, Marie didn't know. Distinguishing between the two was still difficult. It was impossible, really, unless she was concentrating and actually wanted it. Like when she tried to fly...but even when she wasn't trying, things happened. When she cried, the sky rained down matching tears. And she didn't notice.

If she thought about it, as Marie was doing now as she walked, she'd admit to being terrified about it. Not knowing what was her, or what wasn't...but knowing that she could now do something.... Control was needed. Marie was someone who adored control, but lacked it in her life...and how could anyone even hope to control the weather? The weather was free and wild and stronger than anything else. It started fires and floods and killed and tormented. The bright days...well, that was nice. But the weather was also bad. There was more bad than good...

Yes, it was terrifying. But... She sighed, trailing a hand through the soft upper leaves of the bush to one side of the path. But she wouldn't give it up for anything. The power...that she'd felt when flying... that could not be replaced. It was scary but thrilling at the same time.

She reached up with one softly pink hand, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her head tilted and watching her hand moving through the glossy leaves. There was so much to think about... That was why she was here. Why she was always here. The park was peaceful, and she could be alone and just think. There was no one to taunt her, no one to be cruel, no one to make her cry. She felt like crying enough, even now, when she examined those scary thoughts more closely. Which she refused to do, not anymore.

A soft tune was being hummed under her breath, distracting her from everything but her hand and the bush and the soft breeze. So she didn't notice the other girl in the park, the other girl walking along the path, in the opposite direction to her. Not until she'd walked right into her, and come to a stumbled halt with a short, suprised cry, anyway.

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