05-02-2011, 11:22 AM
OOC: k, guess I'll paint the picture then XD
IC: "So this is it huh." John said to Jewl as they arrived at the cabin. "So much for a week, eh?" he said jokingly. It was a ... quaint little building. It looked old; not just "cabin in the middle of the woods" old, but like "please for the love of god condemn me and end this torture" old. The wall seemed to be more alive with plants like mosses and vines rather than of dead wood, yet it seemed just as structurally sound as any new modern building. There was no visible rot of any kind. The windows were wooden shutters rather than glass panes. Behind the building John could just make out from his viewpoint what looked like some sort of garden-- no, that wasn't quite correct; it was more like a grouping of plants with a bit more of a visible pattern to their growth than the rest of the foliage. If he looked hard enough, he could also make out the faint outline of what he assumed was a chimney on the top of the roof -- which was wood shingles rather than metal or tar. He alsosensed a very very light "thrumming", but he shrugged this off as nothing. John took a deep breath. There was that smell again, the same as the faint one that had clung to Jewl when he first saw her, but this time it was stronger, like they were at its source. His mind could only interpret it as one thing: home.
John looked over at Jewl again. "Well, shall we go take a look inside?"
IC: "So this is it huh." John said to Jewl as they arrived at the cabin. "So much for a week, eh?" he said jokingly. It was a ... quaint little building. It looked old; not just "cabin in the middle of the woods" old, but like "please for the love of god condemn me and end this torture" old. The wall seemed to be more alive with plants like mosses and vines rather than of dead wood, yet it seemed just as structurally sound as any new modern building. There was no visible rot of any kind. The windows were wooden shutters rather than glass panes. Behind the building John could just make out from his viewpoint what looked like some sort of garden-- no, that wasn't quite correct; it was more like a grouping of plants with a bit more of a visible pattern to their growth than the rest of the foliage. If he looked hard enough, he could also make out the faint outline of what he assumed was a chimney on the top of the roof -- which was wood shingles rather than metal or tar. He alsosensed a very very light "thrumming", but he shrugged this off as nothing. John took a deep breath. There was that smell again, the same as the faint one that had clung to Jewl when he first saw her, but this time it was stronger, like they were at its source. His mind could only interpret it as one thing: home.
John looked over at Jewl again. "Well, shall we go take a look inside?"
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Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
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Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
