Amelia laughed as she heard the question of her newly found companion, she twisted around as in a dance ”a home! This is home on Lake Ravok! Ol’Rhysols Ravok!” she cheered. So unnatural for her, but this wasn’t her, so it didn’t matter. This was an illusion of, a frame, a shell she turns herself into, emotionally. Just here, in her dream, she was a true shell of porcelain, covered in golden dust. The ones living at the House of pleasure weren’t the only ones who made illusions of dust, everyone did that…
”What’s a home, if not an cozy illusion of love, boiling with anger that is driven by lust? What is a home but four walls what drown a child in pain…but make him believe in love….” she spoke, her voice much too cheery for her words, as if she was a doll, a doll controlled by forces unknown to her or her new friend. ”we are home…” she whispered, barely hearable, but still there.
Amelia felt the red liquid touch her skin, her cold skin, but she couldn’t really care less. At first, the reaction caused the doll to look at Coltyn with surprise and curiosity. But as she heard him answer, she turned her gaze upwards, a few drops of the moisture fell upon her lips, Amelia parted them for entrance and allowed a few drops to drip onto her tongue. As if savoring the taste she closed her eyes and began speaking ”blood, thick…full of pain, the blood of a tormented soul…a woman…” she spoke, calm and then leaned closer to the man who seemed to be terrified ”don’t fear, it won’t hurt you” she smiled while pulling his hands away from his face, and placing her own forehead against his, forcing bout of them to have blood drip along the lengths of their noses ”blood won’t hurt you, but the one who made it, might” she laughed and dragged him towards her, towards the door.
Before someone could recall it, they were falling, as if they had just walked through the doors as if they were illusions. The fall was short, and they landed on pillows. Everything was covered in the earlier, golden dust. It was soft, and the room didn’t seem to have an end, was it even a room? It was hard to tell, as a fog made it hard to see anything further then the distance of the outstretched arm.
oocI have a feeling, she will wake up feeling mental ._."
