Aino Korhonen (
auguria) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-05-11 11:52 pm
Entry tags:
⊰v⊱ // video/action // daydreams

[The sound of Jast's singing is strange today, the notes of his voice calling out into a great empty space, each thread of it taking on a small life of its own, wheeling out into the distance which surrounds him. There is a susurration of moving air keeping a counterpoint to his music, a sighing that fills in the empty spaces. There is nothing but brilliant blue in the video around him, the wispiest of clouds moving in a frenetic dance all around him, as if he sits in the center of a dervish. Little shadows dip in and out of sight, almost birdlike except for the ethereal way they disappear from sight, except for their opaqueness, the endless blue always visible through their gossamer feathers.
Beneath his long, dark eyelashes, Jast's eyes are the exact same color as the sky, fiercely turquoise, and just as bright, as if the sun is glowing through him from within.
His voice echoes - (a song of low branches and slow tides, of young kings and elder goddesses) - and there is a mournful sound to it, a fair mist of rain glittering just so.]
[[ooc; When Jast dreams he enters the world of bird dreams, which is 'realm' contained in the hearts of all birds, of which Jast is one. SO. He's on a roof somewhere, surrounded by this aether. Stepping into it is going to cause you to fall unless you're some kind of Air elemental, but... the whole realm is sky, so you won't ever actually hit anything. For those unfamiliar with him, check out his permissions for me! Italics is and always will be translated birdsong.]]

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Yes, it would be a beautiful thing to fly.
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Wait, why not? [ oh, wait. ] You mind me asking?
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My station is that augur, I am to read the birds from below, not amongst.
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Reading 'em, huh.
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[It can actually be kind of terrible, since he isn't really meant to interfere.]
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Don't make him cry, Kazu.Jast hesitates, but eventually replies,]Of course.
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[He offers a smile.]
Greetings, my name is Jast.
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And, you know, your dream.
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They are strange, but every place has its mysteries.