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[dormancy]

There is a click, a soft urging, almost whispered too soft to hear, but you can sense that you are being beckoned somewhere, lead to an elaborate open door with wood panels and great curls of gold leaf. You cannot see what is beyond the door, but it smells sour and sharp. Before you can turn over the thought of should you or shouldn't you, if you are the kind, there is a quiet push at your back and through the door you go . . .

Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .

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[dramatispersonae]

He lets the silence hang. It doesn't look like he wants to go on.

[sightunseen]

[after a while]

Mister Gilbert... what do you mean?

[quietly, tactfully; she won't insist further]

[dramatispersonae]

There's a slight jump at that, then he glances over before going back to his work, a little more vigorously.

"What happened, what I didn't remember then remembered ... It was awful, and Vincent knew. He was trying to hide it all ... "

[sightunseen]

I... think I knew that...

[reading the last page of Yuri's book again]

So...?

[dramatispersonae]

There is a heavy dig on the wall, a pause, then he keeps going.

"I still suffered. I was still hurting, trapped under that past ... Then, it changed. The room was nice, Vincent came closer and didn't frown as much ... "

[sightunseen]

He didn't see you as trapped any more...?

[...crossing things out :)]

[dramatispersonae]

Are you crossing everything out?

"No ... No, because I was still happy, even when I remembered. It's not easy, but ... I want to live this life."

[sightunseen]

...it's very hard for siblings to communicate...

[no, only some things, and writing others! give me a minute, I'll tell you when the wall is finished]

[dramatispersonae]

He will just keep at the wall. This will take awhile, at least.

"Mmhm ... And he still doesn't talk, not about everything. But we're working on it."

[sightunseen]

It makes me happy to see...!

[picking up the plum tree branch, too]

Excuse me... do you know where the greenhouse is, here?

[dramatispersonae]

He glances back, blinking at that.

"No. Everything comes from the garden ... So, there might be flowers there?"

[sightunseen]

The garden... I think that's where we need to go next, then... and I would like to see your past, too, if that's all right.

[dramatispersonae]

"You want to return that branch? And I can try to find it ... "

[sightunseen]

I want to replace it... it's the wrong flower for this room. He made a mistake.

[dramatispersonae]

"The wrong flower? Keep your promise? ... Which flower did you want?"

[sightunseen]

[shakes her head slightly]

White periwinkle, I think.

[dramatispersonae]

Gilbert starts, then a slow, sad smile grows.

"That could fit."

[sightunseen]

[closes the journal and puts it back down; it has new text]

[sightunseen]

He left.



No, I left. I left him. He doesn't have to chase. It was my fault, it was me.










I still love him. It was sweet while it lasted. Perhaps we both need to find something more.

[dramatispersonae]

Gilbert waits for her.

[sightunseen]

[makes sure that that nasty message is completely scraped off the wall before she takes his arm to go out again, leaving the door open and the key in the lock \;D/]

Flowers now... I'll trust you to continue guiding me ♥

[dramatispersonae]

He turns a color again, but escorting her back out the gate and into the maze. There are a few glances around to get his bearings . . .

"So, flowers, we need to ... "

[sightunseen]

Let's hurry~

[dramatispersonae]

"Right, yes! Um, here."

Gilbert closes his hand over a branch of the hedge, and he releases it to reveal a white periwinkle flower.

"That should do, right?"

[sightunseen]

Perfectly...

[running lightly to return to Yuri's room; puts the periwinkle on his book and returns with the plum]

Can we just return it, or should it be burned, for a proper funeral...?